It's day 38 and I've lost 2 stone so far.

Since my last blog I have to confess that things haven't been going quite to plan!

My LL leader thinks that I should be finding this diet a breeze by now. That I should have already identified those triggers/times/emotional states etc which would previously have had me reaching for food and should now be well equipped to argue against the chattering internal voices and talk them down with ease.

If that's the case, how is it that I found myself tucking into a bowl of peanuts yesterday and have also become somewhat obsessed with pickled onions?? In case you were wondering..................................no, I'm not pregnant.

Personally I think that, if anything, the last two weeks have been the hardest so far and it doesn't have anything to do with triggers or voices but everything to do with complacency. Lighter Life is, I've decided, like a relationship. Now that it's lost it's newness & it's excitment, I've settled in to it and, yes you've guessed it, I've given up making the effort!! And what happens when you give up making an effort??? Well, in my case, I get lazy and fat and a handfull of peanuts is just the start of a very long & slippery slope.

So, if I'm going to see this thing through then I guess I'm going to have to start putting in some effort again. I'm going to have to spice up my Lighter Life!! Think I might have to introduce a little fire in to the relationship - and a threesome may be just what the doctor ordered. I just hope Mr Foodpack doesn't object to me introducing Mr Tobasco into our relationship at this late stage!!!