We are nearing weigh in #24, and still I grow nervous each week the day before the weigh in.
I think it is harder now that I eat regular food. I always wonder if I had made the best choices for my goals. More times than not lately, I have not made the wises choices. The last few days have been more real food than shakes, because the congestion makes it hard to bear the idea of a milky liquid. I am pouring hot tea down my throat as fast and hard as I can go. I sneak a shake or two down a day and all the while longing for something crunchy and salty. I have managed to keep the cruchy to my nut crachers (they are addictive–they have to have something bad in them) and my very small sliced bread. I am eating soups that have little to no calories in them but are incrediably spicy (this is really the only food I can taste).
Why do you crave comfort foods when you are sick? I know they won’t help a single thing, but I crave them none the less. It also seems that I have little to no will power at this time–thus the reason for making sure you don’t have stocked what you should not eat. Today, I have lain in the bed for most of the day. My face feels fat and swollen, have I gained weight? I have no idea. I know I feel quite cruddy! Boo Hiss! 😛
Well, I am going to go back to the resting (snuggling on Mikey) …. check back with y’all tomorrow after the weigh in ….S