Holy crap! Well, not exactly holy. I've been following the new food plan for the last two days, which means I've had about eight servings of fruits and vegetables each day. The big difference between the two plans for me seems to be replacing fruits with the few snacks I would have eaten like a few crackers or a piece of bread with a little bit of peanut butter. I won't lie, I miss my carb snacks. I miss my sweets. I miss the greater freedom I felt to choose the type of calories I want to consume. And most of all, I miss the time that I could be spending on the couch that I am now spending in the bathroom. T.M.I., you say? My apologies. But I feel compelled to note that this new food plan doesn't seem to be agreeing with my tummy....at least that's the message I'm getting from having to drop everything and run to the restroom all evening. I sure hope that my stomach adjusts pretty soon!
I also note that tonight, especially, I'm feeling the food blues. I'm really, really missing some of my old favorite foods. I keep seeing a piece of cake floating in a blissful halo in the back of my mind. I want a piece of cake so badly. I did pass up donuts today...woo hoo for me...though I admit that I went and stood over the box, pathetically staring down at the glistening sugary treasures within at least twice today. But, I picked a tangerine instead and moved away. It was tough. But I did it. But I still want a piece of cake.