I just nearly blew it. I was reading a book and it talking about going for a meal and having a drink and straight away I wanted food. I nearly almost got some. I had a cry instead. I always say I'll lose weight tomorrow but tomorrow never comes. I thought if I eat I will just be back to square one again. I thought of lots of reasons I need to lose this life restricting weight. I won this battle, I'm sitting with a peppermint tea with no food having passed my lips. I just hope I can also win the war. Me 1 fat 0