LEAVE!!

I started my diet, a few months ago, I called it, My Diet, my Way, with (no guilt involved).

Cutting out crisps, bags of sweets, biscuits, cakes, ice-cream, custard and eating sweet things in the evenings and late into the night. I very quickly lost one stone! I was very impressed with myself. My weight does not fluctuate, so to lose a stone SO quickly must have been a shock to my system.

Depend what it was I was offered, if I said, “Yes or No,” To having it.

In general, I would have cooked Mackerel, with two jacket potatoes, an onion fried in butter, cherry tomatoes, an avocado, some mixed salad, maybe fried mushrooms, and cayenne pepper sprinkled on top. It looked colourful, but it was the process of buying the items, cooking it, and then eating it slowly. I tried to do this twice a day and if I was hungry later, I would eat a banana slowly.

Instead of the Mackerel, I would see what was on offer in the reduced section, and I would have that instead with the above. Sometimes it would be with cooked bought rice or pasta instead of jacket potatoes.

I would try and make sure I had the cooked Mackerel as an emergency back up and bananas. About once every 10 days I would have 3 boiled eggs, with the above, that would be instead of the Mackerel.

Sometimes I would be tempted to buy a bag of sweets, as I walked around the superstore, but not very often. It clearly was a diet of the Wills; the battle was in my head. It would have been easy to give in! But I had to think of the scales. It was becoming like a way of life, and I was ‘enjoying’ it.

Paul has a sweet each time he has a cigarette, most of the time he has Werther’s Original, there they are, the open bag of sweets on the kitchen table, I must pass them on the way to the loo and back again…… I noticed I started taking just two, as I sat using my laptop or watching the telly in the evenings. I could control what I brought into the house, but this was in the kitchen on the table, calling me. I think now I know they are there, and I am having far too many, I will have to ask Paul to move them, so that I can’t see them!!!!

My son Daniel, who is usually very good with his eating habits, decided to have two days off over the weekend. He bought a massive bar of chocolate, I asked, “Can I have some?” He said, “Yes.” I had a whole line to myself, it was perfect, I really enjoyed it and later I had another line.

Then on Sunday, I went to my local supermarket and saw five jam donuts reduced to 33p I thought, perfect we can all have one each! Darius our grandson was with us for his usual sleep over.

Back at home, hands quickly washed and I sat down and ate mine, it was just what the doctor ordered! I enjoyed it slowly. I had the jam section last, like I usually do. I asked Darius, “Would you like a jam donut?” He said, “I haven’t had one before.” Well, the Darius I know, if he don’t like something, he will take one bite and won’t eat the rest, so instead I decided to have his, no point him wasting it! I told Meghan, but she didn’t want hers, as she was going out for a meal, so that night I ate hers. There were two left, Daniel had his own, bags of goodies, so he didn’t want his, so the next morning, I put his in the microwave for a few seconds, and had it with my cup of tea! Oh WOW! It was lovely, then I thought, what the heck, Paul didn’t eat his last night, he knew it was his! So, ‘his,’ went into the microwave too and I ate that too! I was on a roll. So, I had eaten all five jam donuts, that was not what the Doctor ordered! MERCY!

Today, I was again in my local superstore, I went to the bread reduced section, and near there are the reduced cakes, I had been ok around the reduced cakes, surprisingly. Today however, I saw a lovely apple pie! I love apple pie with custard or cream or both, and I thought I hadn’t had any for a long time, so I hastily put it in my trolley where it was safe, and walked off! But I then thought about the 5 jam donuts, that I had eaten all five, and if I bought this wonderful apple pie, I could be on a slippery slope, for I would have to buy custard and just having one slice, I would not be able to do. I thought I must leave it in the shop, for someone else to enjoy. It was a wrench, to leave it. It was the right thing to do. A diet is diet, and I didn’t want to go too far. I put returned the wonderful pie, and didn’t look back, it was an achievement.

I weighed myself, the stone was still gone, which was good too. x