Christmas is a hard time for dieters. Debbie and I decided we would suspend the diet over the festive period partly because we felt like treating ourselves but also because we didn’t want to be awkward to cater for as we trotted around the country visiting friends and relatives. What we hadn’t counted on was that by not dieting we would realise what we were missing. Both of us this last week have found temptation hard to resist and following the diet harder.
I think also that a kind of fatigue as set in. We have been doing this for quite some while and, over time, strict adherence to the diet has been diluted to the stage where now, apart from still not using any butter in cooking, we aren’t really dieting at all. Okay we both make an effort to diet at lunch time but that can no more be classed as dieting than someone who doesn’t eat meat on Mondays can be called a vegetarian.
Whilst getting changed for swimming recently I caught a reflection of myself naked. It was not a pretty sight. There is no doubt that I still need to be on a diet. Therefore I am going to go back to basics and start the diet again doing red and green and orange days properly. As we move towards Spring hopefully it will be easier.
Having made the decision to restart the diet, this weekend we decided to have a blowout. In spite of this I still managed to lose three and a half pounds. I just hope the effects of a bad weekend aren’t delayed for a week.