A mixed day. No hunger, drank lots of water. Work went well and I managed to tick off a few things that have been hanging around for a while.
I decided to walk home again rather than get the tube. My legs were a bit stiff so I fancied giving them a good workout. As I walked, the entire 4.5 miles just taunted me with the smell of takeaway. I passed burgers, kebabs, curries, fish + chips, Thai, Italian, Lebanese, pizza, chicken all smelling lovely.
Honestly, it was hell.
As I walked I comforted myself with the fact that I could have them all in six months or so. As I thought about it I realised that I need to stop looking at food as a reward. It's pretty perverse to reward yourself for losing half you body weight by eating junk food.
I really need to rewire my brain.
I had a fruit bar for lunch. I didn't get any in my first week, but they are easily the best bar I've had. I have a lemon to try for tomorrow's lunch, I hope it's nice too. This is a break through. The Nut and Toffee bars are pretty vile and I really want to eat bars at work. Mixing stuff in the office would be a pain in the butt.