Day 7 (Phase 2) - Starting to kick the habit

Well one week into route to management and back to some food. What is it like? Strange is the best description I can give. I am getting lots of sensations and feelings which are different to what I felt before.

For instance, I am not as hungry as I thought I would be, I feel "full" after a plate of salad leaves and a small piece of grilled tuna, strange feelings I am not accustomed to. I am not sure how to interpret these yet but I hope these are signs that I am coming to terms with the addiction that is my lifestyle, overeating and over consuming alcohol.

Of interest, I have started to read a great book called "Eating less, say goodbye to overeating" by Gillian Riley. This book makes a lot of good sense and talks of eating and drinking as addictions which are to be handled. Helpful and useful stuff.

The concept of weigh gain being the 'symptom' not the 'cause', this being over eating, is a better way of looking at things and fits into my view of what I am trying to achieve.

Anyway, along to LL for a weekly check and weigh in. What will it reveal?

Well, I have not gained weight, in fact I have lost a little more (1.5lb to be precise). This is interesting as I feel rather good, both in terms of my satisfaction with food, but also with myself for getting through this week with increased confidence on what lies ahead with management.

I think of this song as one about addiction, which is appropriate as I feel I am conquering my addiction to food and drink in the change process I am in.

Title: Happiness is a warm gun

Artist: The Beatles

Album: White album

Year: 1968

She's not a girl who misses much

Do do do do do do do do

She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand

Like a lizard on a window pane

The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots

Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime

A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the Nation Trust

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down

Down to the bits that I left uptown

I need a fix cause I'm going down

Mother Superior jump the gun

Mother Superior jump the gun

Mother Superior jump the gun

Mother Superior jump the

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

When I hold you in my arms

And I feel my finger on your trigger

I know no one can do me no harm

Because happiness is a warm gun

Yes it is