it's been one week since you looked at me....

"it's been one week...." to quote the Barenaked Ladies' single back at the beginning of the millenium, and to quote another "and I feel fine" ... to quote another canadian band's single (that being "It's the end of the world as we know it" by Great Big Sea)

HCG is not for the faint of heart, I almost quit several times within the first 3 days, but Amy persevered with promises of rewards for my greater self-good, and even a couple of non-verbal threats (Just kidding, but seriously if you think I am able to do this on my own you are crazier than I am)... 

I have to 'own' this because when it comes to 'dieting' or positive change in this area of my life, I am the king of the 'no-finish'.  I think it has something to do with the fact that if something seems out of reach, I can be terribly committed to letting it stay that way.  Especially if it that change involves pain or discomfort for me.  

It's not that during those first few days I couldn't do it, or even that I was ravenously hungry, I mean 500 calories is really not alot to live on,  but rather the complications came with the realization that I am once again completely concerned with food.  I plan my day around it in fact.  Who am I meeting with? Where can we meet? Who serves the best coffee, with the best pastry which is next to the best lunch spot that is close to my dinner reservation.  THIS is how life at times seems, because I am in the 'business of people' I meet with people all day long, and when I am not meeting with people, I am planning to have another meeting with people.  Don't get me wrong I love it, and I think I am good at all the things I do to make money, but it means that I am surrounded by food and beverages all which seem to go straight to my ass.  

So getting by on some tea and 500 calories a day has been a challenge, but once you get past the first three days, things get better.  You get used to a routine, you learn a new normal, and for me that's obviously what this is about, a new normal.  My normal seemed to be pretty self-destructive, a life of living in a cycle of emotional stress and eating my way out of it... some like beer, or whiskey, I am more primal, a good piece of meat, and some ice cream will have me feeling better in no time.  

Anyways, I am pretty excited about the progress though, and I know some of you will be pretty shocked and maybe skeptical, and that's alright, as there's nothing wrong with a healthy dose of skepticism and cynicism :)... but according to my brand new scale, I have lost over 20lbs... IN ONE WEEK... what's crazy is that I actually feel good, I am still able to be active, I am not tired, I am not hungry or craving anything... 

let's see how much farther we can take this :) 

talk to you soon