So we are at the half way mark 8 weeks of Optifast - 8 weeks to go. It has never been "hard", but I dream of the time that they can eat again. Since I am still wanting to eat again I don't think that I am ready to go off the shakes. I want to be at a place in my head were food is not the reward, like it is right now. If I could take the present attitude of food into my every day life I wouldn't have a problem.
We went to Dickens Faire yesterday, and while it was fun to look at all the dress up, I wasn't in the correct frame of mind. I thought it was going to be shops and food, but it was entertainment (that was always full) lots of food but the shops were mostly clothes shops (era clothes). I spent most of the time trying not to make eye contact with the actors because I didn't want them to approach me. But they would have little skits in the aisle and it could have been really fun...
The storm came, and it was loud and violent, but today it is calm and beautiful - time to get back on the exercise train.
Later gator
I know what you mean about eye contact. Durf always warns me against sitting in the front row of a performance just in case there's any audience participation! Actually I guess he's warning himself.
ReplyDeleteMy beloved T3 needs some "eye eye" contact with Taya so that she'll learn to "use her inside voice"
ReplyDeleteI think another trip to the Dickens Faire (next year maybe) is in order now that we know what to expect - a chance to use (not lose I hope) TH's cane & top hat & greatcoat.