Pushing through the pain

So, it's day four today. Day four is generally about when I lose my temper, will power and self control when I've previously "dieted".

And today, like most other day fours, I'm tired, cranky, hungry and craving ridiculous foods. Didn't help that work was a little bit shit today either.

But, I'm so over it today. OVER IT! I want chocolate, chips, hot chips, macdonalds, ice cream, snakes. You name it. I want it.

But, also, I feel a new sort of conviction that I haven't felt before. I want to push through the pain. That's how I'm thinking of it. You know how they talk to you in gyms (not that I've been in a lot of gyms in my lifetime). Push through it, Alys. Push through it.

So, while I'm over it, I'm pleased to say that I've made it home without breaking. And now that I'm here I'm going to stay here where my "food environment" will not hurt me and where Mr Canada has promised to save me from myself. He's not going to let me go back out into the world (where I can drive thru!) and he's promised to withhold the toast (which is generally what I pig out on when there's nothing else... He asked what was wrong with toast. I said there's nothing wrong with toast, but there's a lot wrong with eight pieces of toast wolfed down in ten minutes. ... oooh... that's embarrassing. I can't believe I admitted that on the internet!)

So I'm pushing through the pain. I can do it. I believe in myself.

I believe in myself

Stay beautiful
Alys