Morning weigh-in: 162.1 lbs
My weight is going in the right direction, but I am not happy. I think of the book that Gary recommended, by Brillat-Savarin, the French gastronome (who struggled with his weight), and feel I am most comfortable in his world. He is describing people like me - who like eating pastries and desserts and potatoes dauphinoise, drinking wine and sitting around at the table for hours. And yet, here I am on a paleo diet. I'm beginning to worry that while cavemen may have been super-healthy and slim, they did not have much fun...
But I won't let negative thoughts like these prevent me soldiering on. I am in week one, which everyone says is hard. Despite not feeling like eating, I forced myself to have eggs, bacon and sausages for breakfast this morning. My husband btw is much happier than he was, but still doesn't find meals very enjoyable. His weight is also moving in the right direction, though I haven't got the exact number with me here in the office. In other news, the lovely woman who babysits my kids, Maria, has now joined the diet. She really struggles with her weight - she is not tall, but weighs 182 lbs. It is actually a pity because she is very, very pretty - I would say beautiful. She is very energetic and doesn't eat much, and yet, her body is very rotund (she won't mind me saying that). She was at her wit's end, because while she ate very little, she didn't lose weight. If nothing comes out of this for Charlie or I, but Maria finds a way of losing weight successfully, it will be a huge achievement.
Both Charlie and Maria were laughing at me at dinner last night, because I looked so miserable. She said that I should consider myself lucky that we were all doing this together, because it's much harder doing it on your own. I will remember to buy portions for three now, so she can eat with us.