iwant2beaskinnybitch

So the last time I checked in it was my first day on Isagenix.  What a ride.

This program is like nothing I’ve done before.  I don’t know when was the last time I’ve had to work so hard at dedication and discipline.

The program started me out with the 2 shakes and a 600 calorie meal per day.  The next two days were this special juice only, 4 times per day.  If my body absolutely cannot take the total juice diet for the day I can have a couple organic nuts or oganic apple. Those juice days were brutal. 

I found myself on the first juice day waiting in line at Blockbuster looking desperately  for organic mike and ikes or something similar.  The second juice day I took my kids to the movies.  I could almost taste the popcorn, it smelled so good.  I actually said, SCREW IT GIMME SOME POPCORN (in my head of course) and started to order but my daughter stopped me and told the clerk that I am on an eleven day fast and unable to eat popcorn.  Thanks, Sari.

Day 5 was back to 2 shakes and a 600 calorie meal.  Funny thing, I was excited to dip my finger in the hummus, but I wasn’t really hungry. 

Today, day 6, I woke up not recognizing this feeling I have of… “nothing”.  I don’t mean to say that I am in a funk or a weird mood, I just have not wanted any food today.  I did not eat my first shake until noon, I dabbled into some peppers and hummus, and forgot all about my other shake until 9pm.  I even made a yummy enchilada dinner for my Fam and though I took one tiny taste for temperature and seasoning, I never once wished I could eat. 

Then there is this unexplainable feeling of calm that I have.  I don’t understand why this is happening, but I have never felt so cool and in control of things.  Maybe my mind is clear and focused because of the removal of the toxins from my body?  OH!  I know… you know that feeling you get after a spa treatment where you feel almost on another plane… you’re mind is clear, you’re breathing right, you’re almost floating?  That’s how I have felt, non stop since day 3.  And I like it.

Yesterday I was excited because I measured my right leg only, just as a teaser and I lost an inch each off my calf and thigh.  I was tickled pink but am even more excited about today’s progress. 

Food is my comfort, my friend, my crutch.  It gives me fuel, stimulates me when I am bored, and calms me when I am upset.  It is obvious by my current condition that the relationship is unhealthy and out of balance.  But today I woke up indifferent to it.  I didn’t think about food and I still don’t want it.

Is this what they call changing your relationship with food?

To be continued…..