...slinking back in here....little by little, those tiny moments of indiscretion have creeped into my routine...a little peanut butter...a few extra nuts...another serving of fruit...usually at the very end of the day, which is disastrous for me. And the cherry on top:...Not making time for exercise, so the weight has crept up to a dangerous level. I know this, yet the demands of life have left me with little time or energy to do much about it. Disgust is a powerful motivator, so I'm going with that. (Actually, I was lured back here by all the
Kittens.
)
All this time,my head has been spinning like a top, thinking about all the formal "plans" I should be following...again....all their advantages/disadvantages....and, today, I declare myself ready to commit to IF. Perhaps I've developed a phobia regarding food? dunno Just seems like the right thing to go with right now.
So today, coffee for breakfast; packed some grapes to help me get through my first day; chicken, salad and mango for dinner---then Kitchen Closed.....
I'm looking for a long term commitment to this plan....maybe I should go dress shopping?