Coming up to the dreaded TOTM this week and it really got me thinking. We can control our food and our eating habits, we can take regular exercise and we can really look after ourselves. But the biggest battle is really with your mindset. I’ve lost and maintained weight before, the last time I managed to maintain for 4 years, but in the end I’ve just put it back on again eventually. With Dukan and since reading this forum I’ve been thinking more about why I keep relapsing so I can make sure it doesn’t happen again and I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m my own worst enemy, especially around my TOTM.
For example, last week I bought a new pair of jeans. I brought the size 12 in to try on and they were too big – yes really. I felt amazing. I wore my fabulous new size 10s (yes 10!) out to dinner with the OH for his birthday and felt so slim! He even used the word “tiny” – I’ve never been called tiny in my life! (Tiny is a relative term – I’m no Cheryl Cole – but if I’m tiny in comparison to what I was then I’ll take that thank you very much!)
Fast forward one week and my good friend TOM is knocking on the door. Today I’m wearing the same jeans. They are still a size 10 (very careful not to shrink these ones in the wash!) and I have STS this week therefore, one would suppose, I am still the same size as I was last week, yes? So, why is it that I’m sitting here now feeling bloated and fat when last week I felt great. That makes no sense at all!
I’ve said before that I’m an “all or nothing” girl which is why the Dukan principles have worked for me, I like rules – but when you take that to the other end of the spectrum I think it is what has caused my relapses. The sensible woman in me can see that this is TOM talking, I have obviously not ballooned in a week so I am not going to throw in the towel and pig-out for the weekend. But it has really opened my eyes to how much “having a fat day” can affect me
For example, last week I bought a new pair of jeans. I brought the size 12 in to try on and they were too big – yes really. I felt amazing. I wore my fabulous new size 10s (yes 10!) out to dinner with the OH for his birthday and felt so slim! He even used the word “tiny” – I’ve never been called tiny in my life! (Tiny is a relative term – I’m no Cheryl Cole – but if I’m tiny in comparison to what I was then I’ll take that thank you very much!)
Fast forward one week and my good friend TOM is knocking on the door. Today I’m wearing the same jeans. They are still a size 10 (very careful not to shrink these ones in the wash!) and I have STS this week therefore, one would suppose, I am still the same size as I was last week, yes? So, why is it that I’m sitting here now feeling bloated and fat when last week I felt great. That makes no sense at all!
I’ve said before that I’m an “all or nothing” girl which is why the Dukan principles have worked for me, I like rules – but when you take that to the other end of the spectrum I think it is what has caused my relapses. The sensible woman in me can see that this is TOM talking, I have obviously not ballooned in a week so I am not going to throw in the towel and pig-out for the weekend. But it has really opened my eyes to how much “having a fat day” can affect me