That's right. Four days of starving. Four days of eating in my imagination instead of for real. And four days of writing everything down even my feelings (ick). On the upside, some things have made it easier - swamped at work, skinny husband away so I don't have to watch him eat tasty food, and a little boost than comes from dropping those first couple easy lbs. But I have a feeling it gets harder, mentally and physically. Not encouraging.
However, I am looking forward to adding structured exercise into the mix, but since i'm so heavy and have joint problems I couldn't find a strength + cardio workout to follow. Again, depressing. But I made it through another day <amen sista> so I'll be right back looking again tomorrow. As a few of you have advised (thank you thank you!), sometimes you take it one day at a time, sometimes it's challenging to just get through an hour or minute. But you have to try.
Keep the faith all.
