Weekends are always a challenge. Thankfully my family are all eating fairly healthy at the moment, which makes things easier. Plus I had an actual whole day off!!! Including a lie in until 7:45!
I forgot to take a picture of my breakfast – whoops. As a life long overeater it amazes me that I am now running away from that over full feeling. I am much more conscious of how I feel when I ate this week, even compared to last week. I find it interesting that I noticeably put less on my plate than last week (see pic below) yet I still didn’t finish it all (I think I left the potato, most of the onion and a few bits of roast veg) and I still feel like I over ate. Especially with the baked oat/flapjack thing after.
So maybe this honesty thing is working, but I wont say it is for sure until we pass day 21, as I’m usually fine until midway through week 3, then I loose it, fall off the wagon and search for a better plan.
I’m really hoping that I’ll be able to drag my ass out of bed tomorrow and walk round the block, then do some yoga or something, but my track record with solo exercise is not great. As they say, the key is…
Diary of a fat seamstress 