Wednesday, February 20, 2013
I feel the call of my familiar routine. I am resisting. I did not track my lunch today - I packed it after some consideration and it seemed very healthy. I did not weigh myself, but I felt the side of my leg and it felt slimmer, so I was tempted.
I am paying closer attention than ever, but I don't have the obsession I have always had. I'm not playing calorie math in order to "buy" myself some extra girl-scout cookies. I ended up not wanting them as much as I thought.
As I detox from all the calorie counting and weight tracking, the process of changing to a healthy lifestyle feels vulnerable and unsteady. My faith in myself is shaky.