Day Two. I feel REALLY good. It sounds weird, but I already feel like there is a change in me, like my body is working to melt the fat away. I haven't felt deprived at all. Tonight I am actually having trouble eating all of my 30 allotted points. But last night was different. It was about 9:00 pm and I was already in bed. I was NOT hungry. I wasn't sad or mad either, but I wanted to eat! I sat and tried to think "Why do I want to eat? What am I looking for food to do for me right now?".
My cousin says that I am blessed with intelligence that always has my mind working. I don't know how intelligent I am, but I do know that my brain does triple time. I almost never watch movies, I don't have the attention span. I rarely watch TV without doing something else at the same time (like now I am watching American Greed and typing this). So it occurred to me that I eat to occupy my busy brain. And when I do this, I get no enjoyment from food. I eat it mindlessly, stuffing my face without thought to how the food looks, tastes, smells. Aren't those things why we eat in the first place? Or rather, shouldn't they be the real reason that we eat instead of all the other lame reasons that we tell ourselves make it okay to eat?
So how did I overcome this last night? I did a crossword. While watching TV and talking on the phone of course :)
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