Memphis
Full Member
Hi everyone,
I'm new here and on day two of CD. Now I'm actually finding it ok. I'm not hungry and haven't had a bad headache..just a sort of an ache at times. I've been drinking plenty of water and am completely dedicated to sticking to this 100% as my size has been creeping ever bigger and it's starting to get me down.
Today being Saturday, I have plans to go to the cinema with a friend and then to a gig. I'm determined that I'm just going to stick to the water and at the cinema I'll have a black coffee.
But I'm starting to think about why I look forward to things. Part of me can't help but feel disappointed that I won't be having my usual popcorn. And when I go out later on..that I won't be glugging a beer (I know it's terrible...)
I have a very supportive partner in all of this, but it's starting to strike me how much of our social life revolves around eating and drinking. We won't be cooking together...enjoying a bottle of wine in front of the telly during the week...treating ourselves to a takeaway and a film etc.
These practices are all the reasons why I'm fat..but is food/drink really how I get my enjoyment in life? Isn't that sad?
When I have something planned am I looking forward to the company of my friends? Or just whatever junk food I can stuff in my gob?
I am completely committed to sticking to this diet, don't get me wrong. I'm just musing about why I have given food the level of importance in my life that it obviously has.
Does anybody else ever feel like this? Or will it pass?
I'm new here and on day two of CD. Now I'm actually finding it ok. I'm not hungry and haven't had a bad headache..just a sort of an ache at times. I've been drinking plenty of water and am completely dedicated to sticking to this 100% as my size has been creeping ever bigger and it's starting to get me down.
Today being Saturday, I have plans to go to the cinema with a friend and then to a gig. I'm determined that I'm just going to stick to the water and at the cinema I'll have a black coffee.
But I'm starting to think about why I look forward to things. Part of me can't help but feel disappointed that I won't be having my usual popcorn. And when I go out later on..that I won't be glugging a beer (I know it's terrible...)
I have a very supportive partner in all of this, but it's starting to strike me how much of our social life revolves around eating and drinking. We won't be cooking together...enjoying a bottle of wine in front of the telly during the week...treating ourselves to a takeaway and a film etc.
These practices are all the reasons why I'm fat..but is food/drink really how I get my enjoyment in life? Isn't that sad?
When I have something planned am I looking forward to the company of my friends? Or just whatever junk food I can stuff in my gob?
I am completely committed to sticking to this diet, don't get me wrong. I'm just musing about why I have given food the level of importance in my life that it obviously has.
Does anybody else ever feel like this? Or will it pass?