I have been n a 1200 calorie diet for a solid week now. Here is the straight facts: I've lost 5 lbs. I've cheated minimally. I hate broccoli.
How I feel about the weight loss cannot be measured in numbers. I feel great. I have a lot more energy and catch myself dancing I'm so happy. My stomach has a hunger pains feeling almost all the time. It's really neat. It's like I've done one-hundred-fifty crunches and am feeling the burn all the time. This makes me think of a hackneyed quote from Kate Moss, "Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels." I know it seems ridiculous, but I can understand how extreme dieting is addictive.
Jared told me a small story once. Back story: His best friend dropped a lot of weight over a short period of time by eating very little. They were eating some Hershey Kisses and his friend ate one and hesitated before eating another. He felt that if he had a second one he would get fat again.
I can understand this feeling. I've been packing a Tootsie Pop in my lunch everyday in case I have intense stomach cramps, lightheadedness, a hot flash... basically anything that alarms me that I haven't eaten enough that day (yay hypoglycemia). At the same time I fight back some serious guilt about eating that Tootsie Pop. I think that since the Tootsie Pop is 90 calories I should stand through all my breaks to make up for the excess.
I've also learned a few things about myself: I love hard-boiled eggs with a little salt and pepper. Raw broccoli makes me want to die inside. Red lettuce is bitter. Beans split if you soak them too long. Sweet Tea with Splenda is very similar to Sweet Tea with sugar only easier to make.
This week I made a bean salad with tomato, lettuce, cucumber, mozzarella, Italian dressing, and salsa. I also cooked a beef sirloin roast with an herb rub and oven roasted potatoes. I have waffles, strawberries and hard boiled eggs for breakfast. Somewhere in there is a green salad and melon. Graham crackers and rice cakes for snacks.