Do you see that little box on the left hand side of the screen? Do you see the big, fat, happy red number? It's a "4", right? A 4. A FOUR!!
I'm just sayin' y'all... I've lost four pounds.
There was a time in my life (not so many months ago) when a measly 4 pounds would have disgusted me. It's only 4 pounds. All that work for only 4 pounds.
But since finding my
recent inspiration, I'm happy. Because I know that, even if it's only four pounds, I will never ever ever see those four pounds again. They're gone. "Nevermore!"
Also, I have struggled so much with this round of the HCG diet. I just can't seem to stick with 600 calories. 800? ok. But 600 feels impossible around 9:00 at night.
But as I was thinking (and praying) about it yesterday, I realized that I haven't been using my
new-found super power. When I started the HCG diet this time, I had an ambiguous goal.
It was: I am going to eat 600 calories a day for as long a I can... 20 days... 40 days... who knows... we'll see how I feel.
Um... I didn't "feel" like doing ONE day, much less 20.
So yesterday morning I set a new goal: I am going to eat 600 calories for 20 days. That's it. Only 20 days. Less than three weeks.
Along with that goal, I set some (rather silly) positive and negative reinforcement in place. You see, I have a large desk calendar at work that has stayed mostly white since I started working here. But I bought some fun, colorful markers which I will now get to use on the calendar every day that I eat only 600 calories. Day one (before I bought the markers) looks like this:
For the negative reinforcement, I went ahead and decorated the "Day 20" mark. That way, if I cheat even ONE day, I have to reset my 20 days and thereby white-out and move the 20 day mark. I don't like white out on my calendar.
Day 20 looks like this (again, before the colorful markers):
I realize (oh boy, do I realize) how much I sound like a total nerd right now. For most people, I suppose this little bit of "reinforcement" might seem trivial and totally not worth only 600 calories. But late last night - the cursed hours after 9pm when I am so. very. hungry - I, for the first time, refrained from going above my 600 calories. I drank water. I drank hot tea. I ate a handful of cherries and diced peaches. The reason? I knew that I wouldn't be able to color my calendar the next morning AND that I would have to MOVE the 20-day mark that is already decorated.
This might be the most boring post ever. But I wanted to let you guys know some of the small things that motivate me to stick to my diet. Maybe there are some fellow nerds out there who, like me, appreciate the sense of accomplishment that comes from marking off a calendar day.
Love you guys! Thanks for stopping by!
P.S. Look back up at that first picture - I'll wait while you look. See my "Day 1" box? Now look right below that. July 27th. Can you read those letters? They say, "Brandon's last day." Last day for what?
you might ask. Well, my friends, let me tell you. My sweet, handsome, intellegent, funny husband just landed his lifetime dream job! As of July 28, 2010, Brandon will be a highschool math teacher! Whoop WHOOP for a dream come true!
