I feel like I'm "Defying Gravity."
I just baked and frosted 3 dozen cupcakes, made popcorn for my husband, planned a rather elaborate picnic lunch for tomorrow and not a single bit of food passed my lips. Not one bite, lick or taste.
My "window" closed at 2:00pm and I'm delaying (but not denying) myself the wonderful, delicious things that passed through my hands this evening until my window opens tomorrow. Probably around noon.
My "cephalic phase response" kicked in a couple of times, but I just focused on the tasks at hand, knowing that my body was well fueled with keytones and that I would be closing up the kitchen soon and going to bed after I checked in at Spark and now also "Fatsecret."
I may or may not sample my cupcakes. I often just don't have room for dessert after I've eaten my OMAD. Another miracle of appetite correction!
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!
It's time to try
I think I'll try
And you can't pull me down!
(Anyone else hear Idina Menzel when reading those words.)
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