The daily struggle…emotionally and physically
Last week was disastrous. I ate like a pig; the worst part was knowing what I was doing was against every rule in the weight loss book. I ate junk food, chips, cookes - whatever was at hand I ate…with every bite I was hating myself but I couldn’t put it down. Exercise is no problem as I love to workout. I can do 10 hours in a week and still do another 5 with no problem. I can kickbox, swim, be on the elliptical, yoga until I can’t breathe anymore, lift weights whatever…it comes very easy to me. It’s the food…the urge to eat that kills me and my attempt to lose weight.
This week started off right. When we had a family lunch at a traditional Chinese restaurant - I stuck to portion control, ate very little rice but a lot of seafood; my only bad is the fried fish but it’s so good and was my only indulgence. Monday was better; I ate sensibly all day. Yesterday wasn’t a challenge at all. I ate right as I’m back in the office. I have to say I was proud of myself….not only did I get an extra hour of cardio in with kickboxing and 1/2 of yoga…I went home and ate two small mini meals and all before 8pm.
Today is starting off well. I drank a liter of water by 9am, had my cottage cheese and toast. I’m gettin ready to eat 2 hard boil eggs then lunch will be here soon. For lunch its bbq chicken breast and small serving of rice and veggies. I’m about to go to Costco for some blueberries and walnuts. I hope I can stick to it today and not overeat at night….keeping my fingers crossed.
Even though the scale isn’t always my best friend….I have to say I am now wearing all my medium clothes. 
