More than a "stone" down (14 lb.) in 2 weeks. I wouldn't call this a habit yet, but offered a money-back return on my previous life or keeping this one, I say good riddance to the supposed joys of "eating whatever I want" and inactivity. I do eat what I want, and actually my eating has not even remotely looked like starving. I just don't eat what I understand as poison as if it were (using the most appropriate metaphor possible: ) pizza and ice cream. You have it. Everyone that wants it, have it, and enjoy it if it does your body good.
This week with my mother's stroke, I faced a couple of unplanned deviations, and it was fortunate that I didn't beat myself up over it, and just went right back to the eating plan.
The exercise is still running twice a day, once at the gym if I can, and once either walking or cycling from my house (I live in the hills, so I always get a good workout at home as well).
Windhorse.
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