Pesach as over last night.
The moment of truth this morning on the scales.
Wow. That’s immense. In 9 days.
The effect of having the food in the house. Of being at home a lot. Of allowing myself to basically eat whatever I fancied. Of not keeping track of what I was eating.
I refuse to take until Shavuos (tyre next festival in six weeks) to get this one week of damage to my body fixed.
Today we change back our kitchen. I need a plan of action of how to get myself to lose big again.
Problem is, today I still don’t feel it.
Hmm. Maybe the key is to do it anyway? Just do it as the philosopher Nike said.
Ok, stay tuned for the first full food diary in a while.