Another week down on the 4:3 diet. At this point I’d just like to mention that I had cheesecake for dinner last night. I may also need to confess that I had cheesecake for lunch today. On the surface that seems like some very loose dieting on my part, but in my defense I did spend about 7 hours doing sweat-inducing gardening during which I stabbed myself various times with roses, grevillea and razor-sharp palm fronds so I figure I deserved it. And may I also add, damn that was some mighty fine cheesecake!
I’ve decided not to weigh myself during the dieting experiment. Being the anal person I am, I usually get totally obsessed with the numbers on the scale and I get uberly depressed when things aren’t going my way. I figure that by not weighing myself I can’t disappoint myself so win-win.
The fasting isn’t bothering me so much. The only thing I notice is that I do have a moment of sad when I wake up and remember that today is a fast day so there’s no yummy dinner to look forward to. I am starting to get sick of the simple soups I’ve been having which usually revolve around miso, carrots & onions so I might need to break open a can of lentils and make some curry or something. I’ve been sticking with soup mainly because it is filling and warms me up on the chilly nights.
I fast on the days I go to gym so sometimes I do find myself in the middle of a gym class thinking that I’m running out of fuel, but I ultimately find it easier to fast on those days because (a) I get home later and (b) Exercise stops me feeling hungry.
There’s a guy at work who is also doing the 5:2 and he has his fast days back-to-back on Monday and Tuesday. That to me sounds like some hardcore fasting and I won’t be doing anything like that anytime soon.
On a positive note for the week, I got a pay rise and a nice little bonus! Yay for me. It’s only taken 2 1/2 years but I think I’m now actually earning close to what I wanted to be paid in the first place! Lol. I think I’m also finally making what I used to earn back in Japan when I was translating. It only took 7 years and 5 jobs, but I’m back to where I started. Life is funny, isn’t it?