Due to a number of factors (Husband nagging, wanting to be able to wear what I want, PCOS and trying for a baby). I thought I'd give the Cambridge Diet a go as a last ditch attempt to lose weight. I'd tried everything else and nothing had worked.
I had a planned week off at the start of October and despite normal food, I only put on a pound. Husband wasn't too bad, but he was surrounded by my family in a foreign country.
The weekend just gone ended up being half Cambridge and half food, he tolerated it, but I could tell he wasn't happy about it. We were away for a weekend and as it was just the two of us and he was eating I found it too difficult to keep to plan.
Last night as I knew I wouldn't be in ketosis, I had food at my Dad's bonfire party. I didn't overeat but I did extend the break by a day to have food.
I had a a second small sausage and he was overheard using a telling off voice asking me "how many of those are you planning on having?". Later I was toasting marshmallows over a fire for the kids and he had a go at me before even checking the facts. He made me feel awful and despite frequent attempts to get him to understand how what he says and how he says it affect me, he refuses to understand.
What probably makes it harder is that he comes from a lean family, and he can eat what he likes without it affecting him.
I had a planned week off at the start of October and despite normal food, I only put on a pound. Husband wasn't too bad, but he was surrounded by my family in a foreign country.
The weekend just gone ended up being half Cambridge and half food, he tolerated it, but I could tell he wasn't happy about it. We were away for a weekend and as it was just the two of us and he was eating I found it too difficult to keep to plan.
Last night as I knew I wouldn't be in ketosis, I had food at my Dad's bonfire party. I didn't overeat but I did extend the break by a day to have food.
I had a a second small sausage and he was overheard using a telling off voice asking me "how many of those are you planning on having?". Later I was toasting marshmallows over a fire for the kids and he had a go at me before even checking the facts. He made me feel awful and despite frequent attempts to get him to understand how what he says and how he says it affect me, he refuses to understand.
What probably makes it harder is that he comes from a lean family, and he can eat what he likes without it affecting him.