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Heading into week 3

Head Hunger and stalling

Because I was more of a foodie than an emotional eater, I was hoping that the head hunger would be minimum.  But boy did it hit me like a ton of bricks this weekend.  I felt depressed and my first (and hopefully only) sense of regret.  I knew that having my surgery right before the Christmas holiday would be rough, but man this is really rough.  I didn't even realize how much my life with my friends and family revolved around food.  Every event I attended, everyone's home I visited, every gathering centred around food, and I hated that I could not partake.  And don't get me started on TV and advertisements everywhere you turn, It was like I was living in HELL.   My best girlfriends and I have an annual ladies sleepover in which we exchange gifts and catch up on what's going on in each other's lives, and it centred around food and alcohol, which I can not partake. so as they had their Nacho's and various other finger foods, I was there snacking at my yoghurt, or sipping on my protein shake.   I really felt like the odd man out.  And the worst part is I know I only want these things because I can't have them!   

I also know that around week 3 most people stall. I am 2 weeks and 5 days out and yes I hit the dreaded stall.  I haven't lost any weight in 3 days and actually gained a few oz's over 2 days.  which I know is temporary, but still gives a small blow to the ego.  I know I am not the only person going through this, but it's nice to be able to just let it out. 

Heading into week 3

Head Hunger and stalling

Because I was more of a foodie than an emotional eater, I was hoping that the head hunger would be minimum.  But boy did it hit me like a ton of bricks this weekend.  I felt depressed and my first (and hopefully only) sense of regret.  I knew that having my surgery right before the Christmas holiday would be rough, but man this is really rough.  I didn't even realize how much my life with my friends and family revolved around food.  Every event I attended, everyone's home I visited, every gathering centred around food, and I hated that I could not partake.  And don't get me started on TV and advertisements everywhere you turn, It was like I was living in HELL.   My best girlfriends and I have an annual ladies sleepover in which we exchange gifts and catch up on what's going on in each other's lives, and it centred around food and alcohol, which I can not partake. so as they had their Nacho's and various other finger foods, I was there snacking at my yoghurt, or sipping on my protein shake.   I really felt like the odd man out.  And the worst part is I know I only want these things because I can't have them!   

I also know that around week 3 most people stall. I am 2 weeks and 4 days out and yes I hit the dreaded stall.  I haven't lost any weight in 3 days and actually gained a few oz's over 2 days.  which I know is temporary, but still gives a small blow to the ego.  I am however losing inches, I can definitely tell by the way my clothes are beginning to fall off of me. a pair of pants I purchased 3 days before Christmas, was very loose in the waist when I attempted to wear them again yesterday.  I know I am not the only person going through this, but it's nice to be able to just let it out.