I have had three very successful (and tough) stave days this week and two moderate days - so a big tick for me. Now just the slightly more hedonistic weekend days to come - hurrah!
I've done some more research and it seems to be recommended to leave a longer period of fasting - I've decided to go from dinner on a normal day to lunch the following day and then both lunch and dinner (and anything else) needs to add up to no more than 500 calories. It's no picnic. Because no self-respecting picnic would come in on so few calories. And, dear Reader, because it's not a great deal of fun. But it's bearable and do-able and if I can add succcessful to that, I will be content and stoic. I kind of feel it ought to work since it operates by tricking my metabolism into perpetual uncertainty. Let's face it: my metabolism is my enemy. If it weren't so slothful I would say it's tricksy
Of course the proof of the virtual pudding is in the er, weighing. No, I've not done that yet. I keep trying to convince myself that my clothes feel looser. Not well-fitting, or - nirvana - loose but maybe looser. Maybe. I really need to brave SoD tomorrow.
It's been a long week workwise too. A lot of work and not enough time to do it in. And that second interview - in which I still didn't determine whether I want the job or not. Still, that may not be a decision I have to make!