Yesterday was postitive for food and exercise and, interestingly, also postitive for house cleaning. Positive thinking does have positive results. So now I have sore muscles but a tidy bedroom and slightly less cat hair in the lungs. 
Foodwise it was easy because it was just a repeat of the day before. Today, we shift the menu for two days. The two days thing has nothing to do with weight loss – it just reflects that fact that there are two people instead of four in the house so each normal recipe feeds us for two meals. Tonight, chilli with lots of vegetables.
There’s not a lot of insight to share because it’s still too early in the process. “Honeymoon” would be pushing it, but I’m still slightly in love with feeling in control. I’m still happy to eat the same breakfasts and lunches. When Grim Determination sets in, that’s when the real thinking begins.
So for now I’ll put one foot in front of the other and see where it leads me.
Challenge for the week: two days in London
Wednesday
- breakfast: home- porridge
- lunch: sandwhich on the road – ok – will pack
- dinner: pub It’s a toss-up between stuffed red pepper and a burger with salad.
- evening: wine – we’ll be watching the World Cup in a pub so there’s going to be alcohol. Just need to decide how much and stick to the limit.
Thursday
- breakfast: ugh- not much choice. Wait! Can get porridge at Starbucks. That’s a plan.
- lunch: ick – no choice at all. “Sh*t on a Stick” aka conference food. I’ll have a couple of nibbles and just stay hungry.
- dinner: Will grab a latte or something for the car then eat when we get home in the evening.
So we’ll pack some oranges and bananas for snacking in the hotel and car.
And exercise? London is, for me, a city for walking so that’s what I’ll do. I’ve just had a look at the maps and I think I can fit in a couple of miles in the morning before the conference. Timing will be everything.
Finally – How’s the “139″ strategy working? Amazingly well for someone who doesn’t make much use of mental strategies. When I’m tempted to eat without hunger, I picture stepping on the scale and seeing “139″. Sounds too simple, and maybe I just haven’t felt tested yet. Let’s see how it works faced with a pub menu in London.
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