How did everyone cope with loosing the favorite pastime of eating? This past week I feel like I've relapsed and have been snacking, thinking about my old friend food, and sometimes I feel like I am backsliding on the progress I've made. I started at 220 (ish), sleeved on 12/12/12 (196) and now weight around 155. I was making great progress but it's stalled. I have started to workout religiously but I like the food has me trapped. I know it all sounds crazy. I don't even know why I am wanting to eat all the time. I feel like I am at risk for failing.
