2/1 - Whew. I was initially so excited, then it seemed I had to crawl to the last pound. Bodies are weird sometimes.

I've started exercising now, and it feels great, but I haven't had my first fill and so hunger is an issue.

Tonight I may have had my first backtalk from my band, whom I've yet to name. I was on the phone with someone after work and absolutely starving (I need to plan better), so while he was chatting I ate a hb egg (okay, two) too fast, and I felt like it was stuck in my chest. That is a really panic-inducing sensation. Fortunately I didn't have to speak, but I drank some water to try to force it down (although I've read I shouldn't) because that was my instinct.

That'll teach me to come home starving. It did go down, but it's not something I want to experience again. Now that I'm in the pureed stage I've got new territory to explore and it's a bit scary to tell the truth. It's hard to know what I should be eating.

I guess the lesson is, even if you think you're starving, you're not...so slowwww down! Phew. This was one of my first times feeling like I had the band.

Come on, fill!

Anyone name their band? I like the idea. Wanda Sykes named her stomach "Esther" so I am wondering whether I should go with a more traditional name. Decisions, decisions.

Helga?

Stella?

Genevive?

Madge?

I named mine " my squeeze" works for me. because when you get your fill it is like you are being squeezed! lol good luck