Another Lesson Learned
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
I've been doing the Atkins diet routine for 13 days now. Yes, yes, I know. Diets don't work. But the thing is that my doctor really needs my weight down sooner rather than later and the nutritionist said cut down the carbs until I start losing. I seem to be one of those lucky folks whose metabolism is made to store anything carb for the coming apocalypse... even if there isn't one. So, no matter what you may think of it, Atkins seems to be working for me at the moment. Once I get closer to a healthier weight, I'll find out where my carb set point is and go back to a more normal eating pattern.
But tonight, tonight I was about willing to sell my soul for something bad for me. I would have traded my virtue for a Kolache or a Krispy Creme doughnut. Fortunately, I'd picked up a box of the Atkins Double Chocolate Caramel bars as a treat, and my Beloved talked me down off the ledge and pried the car keys away from me with one hand while giving me a bar with the other. OH MY, it was wonderful! It was like something sinful and forbidden... And I completely disregarded what my diet mentor had told me about not listening to my stomach for at least 20 minutes after I've eaten.
Nope. My taste buds won and I lunged after another bar. It was just as marvelous as the first. Then suddenly... my stomach caught up with me. The Full ding that I'd failed to hear in my craving-mad lust jacked the signal to 12 and now I feel as if I'm going to pop.
Yep. The bars are tiny. And once upon a time I could have powered through all five bars in the box without pausing and still looked around for something more. But apparently my stomach IS shrinking. And two over-did it. I'm down 15 pounds, but my brain still seems to think like a fatter woman. However, this is one lesson learned. Ooff.