Okay, let me be honest with myself.
I don't hate myself, I hate the way I look.
Hate the way the flesh below my belly button hangs down like a plastic bag filled with fish (!) . I hate the fact that I hat e buying clothes because I'm 2 sizes up what I should be. But most of all, I hate the fact that I just can't seem to diet.
Why, oh why, did I pig out on supper this evening?
I made chicken breasts (baked in the oven) coated with egg and breadcrumbs, sauteed some peppers, and cooked some egg noodles. To top that off I made a sweet and sour sauce (it's supposedly chinese) . I came home starving and just couldn't help myself. I munched on the food whilst I was setting the table and getting it ready for DH. And then when we actually DID sit down, I pigged out and ate more than him!!
Today is my 3rd day of being on a diet, and I've probably put on what I've lost so far and more (if I've lost something in those 3 days- which may be a quarter of an oz) I was so good yesterday, and today too, and then I had to go and spoil it. I guess I can't really blame myself, the fact that I came home hungry (I didn't eat since lunch- which was 2 plates of vegetable soup and 2 slices of low cal bread) certainly was the cause. Oh well,hopefully will do better tomorrow
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