The trouble with fruit

I love fruit, I really do. The orange or apple pieces that I have on my train journey in the morning are just so delicious. But only when just perfectly ripe and ready.

The trouble with fruit is that you never really know what you're going to get... when it's bad, it's very, very bad.

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Something different

As part of the 'Commando Program'' we get one meal off a week.

One of the meals was a gorgeous night out at Manly Pavillion for our wedding anniversary. We went for Ben and Jerry's ice creams afterwards (Phish Food, my favourite). I couldn't finish my ice cream! Hmmm.... something different!

This morning we went for brunch at our favourite spot. It's a cafe by a park and there are trees to climb, lots of running around room and a playground. The perfect cafe!

I indulged in sourdough toast, bacon and scrambled eggs. I found myself polishing off the rocket garnish first. I found myself sharing half the bacon and eggs with the Tsunamis. I found myself not being able to finish the bacon anyway.  Hmmmm... something different!

As time goes by, I'm making better choices and listening to my body. Not because I 'have' to, but because I want to. Hmmmm.... something different!

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It is working

Could this be the key? I have nothing to say about my diet one way or the other EXCEPT

it is working.

I am paying no attention to it whatsoever. I am not obsessing. I am not even thinking.

it is working.

I'm not eating funny foods. I'm not craving anything. I'm not scared if I eat a morsel that's 'not on the plan'

it is working.

There is no hurry. No stress. No 'I should be' or 'I shouldn't be'. It just is what it is and

it is working.

I know this because even though I am not measuring myself or weighing myself, we are taking photos every Sunday evening in the same tight clothes and

it is working.

Three words that stand out for me this week:

1. Persistence
2. Consistence
3. Daily

I'm charmed, as ever, by Diminishing Lucy

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Chugging along

This weight loss train is chugging along nicely. Just me, my man, my commitment and my little lion lunchbag.

It occurred to me this week that there really is a lot to eat on a diet if you just eat the right things. I am trying not to think about all the 'wrong things' and just enjoy. I have eaten more fruit these past three weeks than I have eaten in the past year. I am  not usually a 'fruit' person, but man it fills that snack gap with a little sugar kick to boot. What's not to love?

PS - and in answer to the question I asked in my last post, no, not weighing myself. I know what I started at, so that's enough for now. I will 'check in' down the track when I feel strong.

Should I weigh myself?

I'm starting to think no.

I find it demotivating at the best of times, depressing at the worst.

I think I'm happier just getting on with things and maybe jumping on the scales every now and then. But every diet helper I read tells me I should weight myself once a week to keep on track. To be honest, I think they're right...

What do you think?

BTW, The Commando week 1 was a MASSIVE success. Or should I say a TINY success? Week 2 and I'm loving the diet and my husband more and more.

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Day one

Ring ring, ring ring.

“Hello?”



“Honey, it’s me.”



“Hey now! How did you enjoy lunch?”



“Well, ah, that’s what I’m calling about… I think I left half of it at home?”



“Did you pick up the embarrassing orange and green lion lunchbox out of the fridge?”



“Yeah, but that’s all I picked up. It’s only got some rocket, a tin of tuna and one slice of wholemeal bread in it.”


“Yep. That’s lunch.”


“That’s it?”


“That’s it. Oh, there was supposed to be a carrot and some tomatoes and a yoghurt, but we didn’t have any of that in the fridge so I left it out.”


“Oh. Ah, okay. Um, thanks sweetie. I really appreciate you taking control of the food situation. Are you, um, going shopping tonight? To get some, you know, supplies in?”


“Of course I am. See you at home for dinner.”


“Yeah, I really, really, really can’t wait for dinner.”

Enter Commando

I realised I was struggling to stay on my healthy track so I've brought in The Commando.

LOML.

He will officially be taking over my diet when I return to work on Monday. He will be packing me a breakfast and lunch to take to work (I can't do food straight after waking!). He will be either cooking the dinner or telling me exactly what to cook. I think we are following the CSIRO diet, but I'm not sure and I don't want to know.

It's like Jenny Craig but with exclusive exercise options!!

Today I also want to thank Diminishing Lucy just for being there. 

A little daily reminder that time passes, regardless...

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