I'm having a tough time of it. I managed one day eating too much of the right thing but am otherwise eating in moderation of the wrong things. Problem is, the wrong things have a poor effect on me.
I'm talking carbs. I'm not evangelical and I don't think a carb-free diet is for everyone - I think dieting is much more personal than we are led to believe - but it certainly makes a difference for me. I know my stomach is more bloated than usual - partly more weight and partly just more bloat. I also have a perpetually upset stomach, my skin is breaking out and I'm hovering on the verge of a cold. So why can I not stay away from the carbs? Damn them for being just too delicious. Damn me for being so stupid.
I don't even have a plan. Or at least, not a good one. My current non-formulated plan is a kind of drifting towards Christmas and then getting back on the wagon in the New Year. Not a clever plan, is it? I reckon I'm a stone heavier than this time last year but dare not get on the scales. Nor do I dare wash my jeans. And I can't see it being safe to wash them any time soon - best stand downwind of me til Spring.
And that's if I am able to kick my own wobbly butt into gear before then. I must or my wardrobe will be even more seriously compromised than it already is. I'm thinking of trying the Slimfast route which is what the Starvation Diet advocates (and some useful intelligence from Caroline); I'm slightly scared that LighterLife has meant that I can never again drink any kind of shake. I had a mouthful of P's McDonalds one a couple of months ago and literally gagged. Still, nothing ventured..... So, I need to get on and venture. Somehow, someday.