okay, so this is my fourth or is it fifth post of the day? think someone's got some energy to burn?
back to my weight. i'm not going to ignore it. i've lost seven pounds since i started this detox. do i like it? you betcha.
but this time i'm not buying it. are you listening ED?
we know i've kind of "hermitted" myself in for the detox, but please, i spent a good part of yesterday looking at my flat stomach. (i think it's time to start getting out, maybe?)
i loved my flat stomach. i admired it much of the day.
admittedly, the first two days of detox i was nauseous and appetite-free. admittedly, dumping the bottle of wine cost me some calories, and it IS snowy and icey out and i didn't feel well, so i didn't make my usual food runs.
but, i liked that flat stomach way too much.
when i hopped eagerly on to my brother's scale this morning it said 124. not the 131 i've been weighing recently, nor the 134 i brought back from california.
124 isn't low for many (some of you may think that's a humongous number), but it's too low for me. i can't maintain it without going hungry.
the number frightened me. i don't want to go back. i don't want to watch my stomach all day.
today, i ate. breakfast, lunch, steak and rice (and asparagus) for dinner and some cookies. when my tummy rumbled, i ate.
I AM NOT GOING BACK!