#3 Leaving food / a summary

A couple of feedbacks from who has tried the first rule reached me already, filling me with joy. I thus take this morning of forced holiday to update my little blog summary with the third rule.

Here’s the third, apparently odd, rule: Leaving [food]

Notice: start following this rule only after you’ve used the previous ones for at least a few day, or better a week. Concepts are applied better if rules are followed little by little, when the previous ones have been assimilated a bit.

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#2 Eating what you want / a summary

Today I have some time. Between writing random stuff about the joy of having left another couple pounds along the way or writing another rule, I decided the rule would have been less inconclusive. I hope to manage to be concise without forgetting anything.

Therefore, here’s the second, wonderful rule: What to eat [everything!]

Notice: start reading and following this rule only after you’ve used the first for at least a few day, or even better a week. It’s easier to assimilate the concepts one at a time.

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How to /

1 • Before eating, during the meals or between meals, drink 1 or 2 glasses of water and wait. Especially if you’re between meals, this helps recognizing if you were really hungry or just thirsty (the signals sometimes get mixed), or even if it was a nervous hunger. In that case a glass of water and breathing help you to calm down. 

2 • You can eat anything you want to eat. Except obviously in case of allergies, spoiled foods, with dubious ingredients or anything that common sense advises against (like a light bulb).

On the master’s side

Slowing down. This is the first fundamental rule I’m following.

What I’ve never had for many years is control over food. I could control myself, decide to open the fridge or not, but it was still just tackling the me that was running towards the fridge, attracted like a moth to the light. What I’m doing is grabbing the reins of the relationship with food.
I don’t want to be the needy doormat that walks the Hunger’s chihuahua, holds her bags while she’s out shopping and chauffeurs her around at a snap of her fingers. Slowing down managed this: getting me back in control.

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Daughters of the same cage

It’s Monday, the day of the Moon, and therefore the most appropriate for Moon’s (that’s me) road to success. Not only has the scale confirmed my feelings, but it also managed to get a holy sh[ark] from me, because I didn’t expect that figure. Not yet, anyway…
As I’ve promised, I’ll start talking about the rules and the general method.

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I’ll start with a couple of introductory questions, to avoid the Scientology effect, in which I spit out golden rules fallen from an alien sky: where did I get them from? And do they always work?

Impartiality of numbers

Rules are annoying prigs and a pain in the ass, if you forgive me the language. That’s why I love the ones I’m following lately. I’d like to drone on them one by one, and I will, but I’d rather start the boundless praise campaign tomorrow, after my second official face-off with the scale.

I say official because, this being a method that follows the needs of the mind and the moods of the body, it’s obvious that the changes aren’t sudden. Therefore weighing oneself every day would be stupid, because variations in both directions could happen for a thousand reasons.
On the other hand, I am stupid and I weigh myself every day. For now, I can’t resist it, but I can at least remember that anything I may read on the display is Not decisive.

In fact, not even the figure that appears every Monday should be considered decisive. And yet, it’s human nature to expect to lose at least a hundred grams every seven days (pleasepleaseplease…), even though it’s not always so.

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