*hunger pain*
I would take a sip of water...
*hunger pain*
I would eat an apple...
*hunger pain*
More water....more apple....
*day dream of eating a pizza pocket*
Bathroom break. More water. More apple.
Repeat.
This diet is kicking me in the butt! All I want to do is cry, scream, complain and eat the entire contents of my fridge.
Needless to say, the Apple-all-day-trick does NOT work. Not because it wasn't effective, but because I couldn't do it! The first Apple-all-day Day I ended up scarfing up cheese (cheating) and a few other items (probably fat free lunch meat and ranch....this has been my guiltly pleasure lately....well, the ranch has. I think the lunch meat would be ok as long as I stick to small portions.
So, ive been maintaining. Then, yesterday, I attempted the Apple-all-day-trick again. But, again, I came home starving. So, I behaved, and made a dish of extra lean ground beef (an approved protein source) with onions (approved veggie) with tomato sauce (I can have tomatoes...) and seasonings. Ive dubbed it my sloppy joe mix. It's not bad, but after 4 weeks of eating it at least twice a week, and with my stomach screaming--mentally and physically--I kicked it up a notch. I added cheese.
And then I proceeded to turn on a chick flick and eat TWO--not one, but TWO--heaping bowls of it! My stomach ended up screaming at me by the end of one, but I pressed on! :( It was awful.
Then....to top it off.....I was craving sweets....so I had a spoonful of Cake batter ice cream. :( Luckily I stopped myself at a spoonful because I knew I'd regret it all!
So, I woke up with a sour belly last night....and today I gained 3 pounds. I feel like a fat cow. And depressed. As I left this morning for my new weekly weigh-in and measurements with my friends, I angrily told my husband he was going to have a fat-ass wife forever or I needed to teach myself to puke.
*sigh* I went to the weigh-in and measurements. *sigh* No loss. Anywhere.
Why does dieting have to be so hard?! I seriously want to ring my fists to the sky and scream "why?"
I was telling my mom today that my doc wants to examine the emotional/psychological reasons on why I overeat. It makes sense and I told my doc about my dad (usually if there's any psychological issue in my life, I examine the "my-dad-died-when-I-was-young-card") but I think this has nothing to do with my dad, any break ups, low self esteem, etc etc etc.
I think I just love to eat.
All food groups.
And, this diet, sucks.
But, I will hang in there. I've come this far. Besides eating, I do have a genuine desire to become healthy. I want babies, the ability chase after other people's babies all day long (Im in school to become a teacher) and to enjoy the way I look! I've dieted off and on my life...and Im tired of going back and forth.
Im also tired of wearing fat shorts underneath all dresses and skirts! Eep! I actually said that in this blog!!
So, Im cranky and worn out. I'm pissed off and hungry!
But, I'm now taking vitamins on a regular basis and attempting to drink the HCG Diet's requirement of 2 gallons of water (I've managed one gallon yesterday and today). I've also started journaling what I eat and my weight in my planner so I can analyze my choices and researching natural appetite suppressants. Im doing what I can....may the diet gods hear my cry!
In the fateful words of Bon Jovi "I feel like a Monday but someday I'll be Saturday Night!"