I don't know why I do it.
I am only hiding from myself.
Since Christmas I have been 'eating well'. Telling everyone who will listen that I am not on a diet but I am a downright liar. A non diet, that is what I am on. I think this new revolution in 'non' dieting is dangerous. possibly even more so than obesity (which is what the helpful guy at the gym told me I'm suffering from, more about that later).
I am kidding myself. I am miserable about my weight but too lazy to do anything about it and I can't seem to stick to anything for more than a few days. I start the week off 'eating well' but telling myself I'm not dieting. I get to Wednesday and start to crave anything and everything I probably 'shouldn't' be eating. I end up eating in the wardrobe, hidden from sight. I keep all sorts in the wardrobe. Currently there is a box of Thornton's Toffee and a box of Celebrations, neither of which are mine I might add. They belong to Hubby who has been informed of the secret eating ritual that takes place most evenings but he still hasn't moved them yet.
I swing from one extreme to the other. I'm either not dieting at all or I'm really restricting but I'm rubbish at that so I end up binging and there goes the cycle again. Here is a breakdown of my week . . .
Day One - Right, I'm not dieting. Just eating 3 square meals.
Day Two - This is going quite well but I feel like I'm overeating at every meal. I really should be writing down my food or counting something.
Day Three - Ok, I don't think it's working, I'm going to try and just eat meat because I feel fuller when I eat protein only and that kind of diet is the 'in' thing right now.
Day Four - I'm totally starving and I'm at the gym. If only I was doing something like Slimming World I could have a banana right now.
Day Five - I'm at the gym trying to work off the toffee I ate in the wardrobe this morning. The helpful instructor just broke the news to me that my BMI is in the obese category. No shit Sherlock (sudden hunger pangs that can only be quelled by chocolate or icecream).
Day Six - bugger it, I coming off this diet and I am going to write a super douper plan of action for next week. I must stop this yo yo dieting. I will go and have some chocolate from the wardrobe while I write my plan and book into more gym classes.
Day Seven - eat the contents of my kitchen units and polish off more wardrobe goodies in preparation for tomorrow's diet.
And the cycle continues . . .
Some days I feel like giving myself a proper slap!
Sorry that this isn't more positive but I have no motivation this week! Check out Liska's Mumentum linky for more weight loss and exercise posts.