End of Day 9

I think that’s it! I want to taste the food on my tongue, but I don’t really want the food or need to eat it. IF the 21 days is to break me of some habits (I remember reading this on the webpage of standard process) I don’t think the remaining time of less than 2 weeks is going to create the desire for me not to want to eat nachos. Maybe though. Because I sat infront of the most amazing homemade  lemon pound cake I’ve ever seen last night while everyone nibbled at dessert. I knew it would be one of the most amazing tastes and my mouth wanted it. I even said that in two weeks I’m going to have it. Fast forward to this AM. I woke up racing to the bathroom – this happens when you’redrinking large glasses of water throughout the day and before you go to sleep -  and the first thing I thought of was, “I”m  SO glad I don’t feel like I ate that heavy pound cake last night”.

I”m bored with eating too. Fruit has become my saving grace. And salad dressing. I love the flavor burst. I really feel great though. That is the crux of all this. I can talk about how boring and strange it is, but I have lots of energy and feel so much healthier. My scale says I’ve lost 5. I’m trusting it is true. It has jumped up and down the past week, but the past day I’ve fluttered around a 5 pound loss. That is huge for me because now I’m passed my plateau. I usually get stuck at 150 and can’t move past it. I wondered last night if I’d be willing to eat like this in order to be thinner and fit into a size 8. I really don’t know. Is it worth it for my sense of self? Can’t I love me just as much at 158- 162? I don’t know. We’ll see what the next 12 days do and how I feel as this progresses.