JM One - Craving Zero
Things have been going great for me over the past month and a half or so. I’m finally seeing weight loss, I’m feeling better about myself, I’m actually happy to exercise… So far, so good.
However, last night I was reminded that not all my demons have been so easily vanquished.
Though I have ventured into the realm of ‘real food’ (non-meal replacement, non-veggies, non-fruit type food) on occasion, I have always kept it bread/rice/pasta/etc free and very light. Mainly meaning I had mostly grilled fish when I strayed. This has been what I feel is a big factor in my sticking with meal replacement.
But last night was the first really hard night for me.
I’m not sure if it was because of time of month coming up (I’ve been known to have HUGE meat cravings the week before TOM) or just some weird thing, but I told my husband all I wanted was a lamb souvlaki or a burger. (We’re talking good quality, good ingredients Australian burger – not fast food crap.) We sat at the pub and all I could talk about for fifteen minutes was souvlaki.
I consider it a victory that the thought was just to have something ‘real’ (which was pretty much any combination of meat and bread that I could think of) instead of wanting to quit the diet entirely. In fact, quitting the diet never entered my mind.
I should change the title to “JM Two”.
In the end, I didn’t have any souvlaki. We got caught up with trivia night at the pub, and we were having so much fun that I wanted to stay there rather than run off an indulge my cravings.
And today? I still kind of want some meat, but it’s not that ‘GIMME MEAT’ type of craving anymore.
Phew. Now only if I could combat every craving with random trivia.

Wow. Half way through 2009 already.
I do this sort of thing on 

SW: 264
I was responding to comments the other night and came across 



I’ve mentioned on this blog a few times how I have managed to lose weight before and yet, for some reason, I hit my sabotage point – 244 – and screw it all up in one way or another. For some reason, that number always trips me up. It’s like something clicks in my head and I feel like ‘it’s okay’ to just drop everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve.
