I've decided to come here to bear my soul, as I've been reading, so have others. I've decided that maybe some feedback is what the doctor ordered.
I'm ecstatic to report that I've lost a whopping 12 pounds on South Beach sinse January 8th. Now that's fantastic in and of itself, but couple it with the fact that I've been hypothyroid for 15 years, have recently been diagnosed insulin resistant and it previously took me 1.5 years to lose 12 pounds despite diet and exercise.
I feel I've been focused and determined. What I thought was eating healthily before, has been replaced with the facts of South Beach...and I can say I have a much healthier diet for the first time in my life. I also exercise 1 hour a day, faithfully, before work.
O.k...now the bad part. For some reason...and if anyone can explain it to me...please do, I came home tonight
( tired from a long day at work of course ) and hub and I had a "tiff". I wouldn't call it a fight, or even an argument...a "tiff", a "squabble". Nothing big, we're not angry.
Well, we had nothing planned for dinner so he left for the gym as he usually does ( he lifts weights there, I prefer my exercise at home )...and then I proceed to eat a bowl of cereal ( Special K with some Splenda ) almost a whole bag of cashews (! ) and then moved on to a South Beach granola bar! Did I mention a spoonful of sugar free coolwhip to boot?!?! ( I'm so glad all that is in the house is Lowfat, sugar free stuff! I'd hate to think if I had chips and / or candybars! )
PLEASE, explain to me, how someone doing so well, so on target, can totally lose control like this! Maybe if I understand I won't let it happen again?
Now I'm sitting here feeling like a stuffed pig and mad at myself. I took a long hot, bubble bath in my jaccuzi tub and plan on hitting the pillow early tonight. I don't understand...
Thanks for listening. Thanks for letting me spew my frustrations! Thanks for any direction!
Susan