Day four!

Morning, lovelies.

I'm sort of taking it as it comes today. I’ve already had a small bowl of All Bran cereal with light soymilk for breakfast (which I’m not including). As for the rest of the day, it will probably include some fruit - either some fresh grapes or frozen berries, maybe a tuna salad, some rice cakes or a fat free yogurt. I’m just taking it easy, working hard and trying to drink as much water as possible. It's a 400 day but I doubt I will reach that, having had breakfast and everything. Maybe more like 300-350. We'll see.

I was 137.2 this morning, so another .4 of a lb down. 

So last night me and Alfie were texting (tut tut) and he basically construed that I wasn't feeling great, and proposed that he scoop me up in his car on Friday with Zara and the three of us go bowling/to see a film/on some sort of outing for the day. It was incredibly sweet of him, but dear God. Those two eat like horses. How the hell will I keep to such low calories whilst socialising? It's pretty much not gonna happen if I go out. 

I decided that Friday should be my 'day off'. I'm not particularly in 'binge mode' at the moment, or likely to binge any time over the next few days unless something unplanned turns up. I've been restricting successfully for a few days, losing weight, and honestly I feel like I'm on a roll. It's a pity it has to be interrupted... but I have to get out of the house at some point. And I figured that I could, quite feasibly, get down to around 134 by then - which would mean that even if I DID gain, I still wouldn't go anywhere near the 140s, maybe more like 136. Then I could hop straight back on the restricting wagon and be back down to 134 by the end of the weekend.

Ultimately, taking a planned 'break' should prevent binges up until then and possibly for a while afterwards; and hopefully take the stress out of an unplanned day of overeating. Heck, it might well turn out to be a relatively 'safe' day. As long as I know I'm allowed to eat like a normal person for an afternoon, I figure I'll hate myself considerably less afterwards. (Or perhaps I won't. I don't know. We'll have to see how it pans out).

That's all for this morning. Currently I am sitting typing this on my bed with a tall glass of ice water, and a cat curled up in my lap. Gotta love lazy Monday mornings.

Meow rawr. <3