My one success is I discovered the phenomenon of the Pinocchio Ponch: every time I lie to myself about the calories I'm eating my stomach grows an inch.
And lie to myself I did, indeed! Until I was so irritated and miserable that I hit the proverbially rock bottom (and bounced). This irritation and misery has finally prompted me to take this all serious. So, since Jan. 4th I have been actually following (mostly) the Winter Sober Hunter Lifestyle.
I know for sure that it is not what diet I follow, but that I have to follow a diet in order to lose weight. I had fussed and frittered with preparation that I never executed the action stage of change. But now I am definitively taking action – now diet is a verb rather than coordinator clause (that means no if, and or buts for you grammar geeks).
The ‘ah ha’ moment for me has been that dieting starts, exists and is maintained in my thoughts more so than in my actions. I am pondering this and will write more on it in my next installment.