Got some more bad news today (actually, 3 doses of it) and what is the first thing I went to? You got it. Food. My office has been pretty stressful the past 2 weeks and I think I have been doing pretty well, but today was intense. I ate my lunch at 11:30 like I usually do and waited my 1/2 hr to drink water. Made it 40 min past lunch and then I noticed the cookies. And I started to eat them. I wasn't hungry, but I started to eat them. I ate 1 1/2 and feel so sick. I didn't finish eating them because I recognized what I was doing and stopped...then the nausea set in. And then I cried (which is probably what I should have done in the first place).
For those of you who don't think this is difficult or that I took "the easy way out" of being overweight, think again. Changing your entire way of living and dealing with life is harder than I ever thought because I never really did it before (remember I pretended that I was before but I cheated like crazy on WW). The band is a tool. It does things to me so that I realize what I am doing. Boy oh boy I wasn't kidding when I said it was going to be a bumpy ride.