Goal, One week down

Made it through the first week, post diet.  It really isn’t a diet although when I am passing up seconds or an extra scoop of ice cream I feel like I am leaving something out.  I think I will always feel like that.  I am learning that passing on something only feels bad for the moment.  Later I don’t even remember that I didn’t eat the whole pan of brownies.

Walking is becoming a bit of a passion although I can still talk myself out of it.  When I am finally dressed and out the door I don’t want to stop.  I am realizing that if I want to eat more, I just need to move more.  I can do that.

So,  I am one week into my new smaller life and everything is good.  I didn’t gain, I am full and I even splurged and had lunch out by myself one afternoon.


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