Self-Sabotage

Self-Sabotage.

Why do I do it? Its like the unhealthy voice in my head manages to gag the healthy voice that is trying to channel Di just long enough for the sugar to be consumed!

Headed in for my BIA with Di last Friday (just realised before I never gave you my results!). Results were not too bad;

Total Weight Loss; 0.3kg

Fat Mass Loss; 1.02kg (liking that number!!!)

Muscle Mass Gain; 0.47kg

Excess Water Gain; 0.54kg

Waist Measurement Loss; 0.5cm (and YES that does count!)

I think Di was rather unhappy with me when she read my food diary and spotted the lollies I had been eating. She was definitely unhappy when I celebrated my 1.02kg Fat Mass Loss and I said to her "see... lollies are good for you!".

As she kindly pointed out though - the extra sugar in my diet caused me to be carrying an extra 0.54kg of excess water. Sugar = inflammation = excess water = more weight for the body to carry around.

As I was leaving Di called out after me "can't we just have one week where you cut out the sugar?" - "ha - seems unlikely" I thought to myself.

But why? Why am I resisting her advice? Is it the rebellious teenager inside me somewhere saying 'do the opposite'?

The weekend followed and as usual exercise was nil - and eating was average. Then we were back to work Monday morning.

I decided that I would take Di's advice and try to make it the week (working week anyway) relatively sugar-free - just for you Di :-)

Monday - good. The only thing I don't think Di is going to be happy about is the oven fries we had with dinner. I only had a small portion though. And no late night sugar fix.

Tuesday - good... mostly. The day went great - I resisted the urge to go to the snack box etc all day. Had dinner, made it through the evening without reaching for a cookie or something similar to munch on in front of TV. I then decided to make my way to bed - before I knew it, I had a tablespoon of chocolate chips in my mouth! I hadn't even realised I was doing it! I had been cleaning up the kitchen and helped myself into the baking draw (evil draw!). I know that this will sound strange - to be honest it sounds strange to me still typing this. But its true - I didn't even think about it, I just did it. I was sooo angry with myself once I realised to. But boy did they taste good! :-)

Wednesday - good.... mostly. I gave in and had one cookie before heading to bed, otherwise I did very well.

Today - so far, so good. Except tonight is Subway night at our house. hmmmm subway cookies.... :-)

Maybe I just need a photo of Di looking angry that I can print out in colour and stick to strategic places around the house; inside the pantry door, inside the baking draw, maybe even on the door of Subway... nah, that's going too far!