Hi Squidge, Thanks for the nod. The time goes very very quickly! We’ll all the clapping and cheering your results before you know it. I found if I kept the carbs consistently low, it’s wasn’t long before the cravings find a more accommodating host and left me alone. I occasionally found myself wistful for a dish or an ingredient but these feelings are not hard to manage. “Hmm, do I want that enough to accept a layer of disgusting, ugly, dangerous, visceral fat in exchange?”. No contest.
From then on it’s just a matter of plodding on. Oh and navigating the usual social and holiday complications but hey, who doesn’t want lovely complications like that! And really, I didn’t find it that hard. I ate delicious, festive food throughout the season, attended excellent parties and meals out, cooked a mountain of delicious traditional foods and meals for my family and collapsed in a happy heap on 2 January, roughly 2kg lighter.
Mind you just the other day I caught myself swooning about, arm across forehead gasping “Oh no, I may never eat thick slabs of delicious sourdough toast with peanut butter again …. soooob”. Enjoyed the drama for a bit and then made a lovely cup of tea.
Hey Esnecca, It is so lovely having a cheer squad! Thank you.
I am really looking forward to the time when I’ve been eating this way for long enough that my palate has actually changed. Mind you Mac and cheese pizza sounds totally disgusting even to a carb tragic like me. I am stunned that the 8 weeks is nearly up. I’m walking around today repeating Week 8, Day 2. Bloody hell! I plan to just launch straight into a second round. I will still have around 8-10kg to go, depending on the finish point (60 or 58 for wriggle room).