Day 25 of 183. 158 days to go.
Today i am one quarter of my way through the 100 days.
WOW, that feels good to say.
And it has cheered me up no end.
Gordon Brown reduced VAT on condoms this week from 17.5% to just 5%. David Cameron dissaprovingly entertained the nation on the Jonathan Ross show, in an alleged failed attempt to gain more popularity. Cameron is enjoying sympathy at his stupidity, Jonathan Ross is being portrayed as an overpaid, tastless monster. How odd. Additionally England were spectacularly knocked out of the football World Cup competition over penalties. Don't expect any more details of that knock-out or of the absent penalties. I will never know those details, never mind report them here.
Back to what we're here for. Weight loss journalling. Ah yes, that mammoth task of starving for months to lose 6 stones (that i now do not think is feasible anyway). I have to console myself with the delights of 'playing it by ear'. Looking and feeling my body as i go on and lose weight and then stopping when skin seems to be on the verge of sagging. How i will manage to make that judgement i am not quite sure, but - hey lets throw another one in - i will cross that bridge when i come to it!.
The last two or three days have been fairly unpleasant really. I have begun to notice food. Its in the magazines, the sunday papers, on the TV, in the streets and in everyday conversations.
I have probably never been more interested in recipes than now. I do try hard not to look. But big colour pics of gorgeous dishes - and close up at that - are difficult not to notice during routine page turning.
I have saved a recipe of strawberry ice cream that was in todays telegraph. Usually i dont even like ice cream that much, but this one looks and sounds divine. It has double cream, real strawberries, organic eggs and caster sugar. The preparation method is amazing. I am saving the recipe and i will make this ice cream and eat it (along with a companion or two) next summer. What a reward!
I've been having mix-a-mouse made mousses every day made from my diet shakes. They are lovey. One per day, as instructed by Cambridge diet. But i had two yesterday! Hope i am still in ketosis. Hope the weight still comes off this week!
Why have two in a day when you're only allowed to have one? Well yesterday it was a very, very hot saturday. I'd been out for the first half of the day. When i came home i was starving hungry, so i had a bar. I had to go out again, so i didnt have much water. Then, when i returned from my second trip out, i drank 2 litres water during the rest of the afternooon/early evening.
My handyman / decorator guy went home at almost 6pm. By then i couldn't face a bowl of soup or a large shake. After having the 2 litres water, the thought of having more watery stuff, followed by the other 2 litres of water that i needed, filled me with dread.
I made a mousse and ate that during Big brother, then had the second one throughout Big Brothers Big Mouth. The chocolate one was lovely, the vanilla one not so nice.
Just to remind you, these are made with the Lighterlife packs, not the cambridge diet packs. The mix-a-mouse, however, is the powdered gelatin that turns the shake pack into a mousse. You can only get mix-a-mousse from Cambridge Diet. And Lighterlife do not mention about making a mousse from your pack.
So, i have no idea whether it is allowed on the LL regime and i am not even going to ask.
Our LL counsellor said that she'd give us some recipe sheets, but she never has (for 'cooking' the packs). I do not think that i would find this so easy if it were not for the mix-a-mousse and for having one bar per day.
Having something to 'eat' during the day is a relief. I really look forward to my bar in the morning. And now, although i don't plan to have a mousse, but usually have one because i can't bear more liquid sloshing about inside of me, i do enjoy having them. Its like having one of those little pots of desert, or a yoghurt, when you are eating normally. You know, just a little indulgence for no other reason than fun or feelings of comfort.
Thats what this diet is.
It is a regime of no fun.
A fun-less regime.
I desperatley wanted food on thursday and ended up eating two bars that day. This means that one day i have had to go without a bar. Today has been that day.
On friday i tried to go without the bar, but i felt angry that i couldnt have one. Same on saturday. Today i have got through the day without one because i have kept myself busy and out of the house.
I am hungry now. There is a dull ache in my stomach and it often rumbles. I thought that hunger was supposed to go away. Right now i could cheerfully eat a hot sandwhich. But of course i am not going to.
