Day 8: We made it through week 1!

We are officially kicking off week 2 -- woohoo! And I have so much to share. Breakfast today was inspired by my partners: An omelette with sauteed onions, garlic, spinach, and tomatoes, plus half an avocado and some bacon. I have to tell you: I love omelettes. But I have avoided making them since we started this program because I didn't think it could be an omelette without cheese. Even while I was making it I was thinking, "Just three more weeks and I can add a little cheese." I was WRONG! It was delicious and I didn't even miss the cheese.
I also had a little fruit salad, as I had some odd pieces of fruit that needed to be used up. I added some ceylon cinnamon: c'est magnifique!

While we are confessing things, I, too, must confess that I haven't stayed away from the scale. Taking into account that I gained early on, from that hight, I am down 3 lbs. now. But I really am starting to internalize that this isn't about the number on the scale. This is about health.

This program was started by a couple who now have a book out called, "It Starts With Food." My copy arrived Friday, and I was able to get through the first third yesterday. It hasn't really said anything that I didn't already know. But it was a great reminder, because somehow, even though I know certain "foods" I put in my body are bad for me and are the probable cause of all of my health issues, I do it over and over again. I really want to change that. I don't want to be controlled by the "food." IF I am going to eat something that I know will make me less healthy, I will have to own it. Yesterday was my first real test since we began. I left the house at around 10:15 in the morning, knowing I would't be home until maybe 9 or 10 at night. I planned ahead and took the food I needed for the day. But even with planning, sometimes things don't go according to plan. I had to eat dinner at 4 p.m. because I then had to get ready for the moot court competition. By the end of the first round about 7 p.m., I was so hungry. But I couldn't get to my food. It would have been so easy to join all of the competitors, moot court team, judges, and bailiffs who were eating pizza, chips, cookies, and pop. There were moments I wanted to sprint across the room and gorge myself. I didn't give in. And instead of going to the bar for the after-party, where I couldn't eat or drink anyway, I went home and ate real food. I am so happy I didn't give in to the temptation. The book points out that the franken-food is specifically designed to addict us; I get it. And now I am going to kick the addiction. For good.