I had no idea that I was to tight for pretty much the past year.
For the past two days, I have been able to eat without ANY PB or slime episodes. And I still have restriction. The main difference is, I stop eating when I know I should--not because I'm physically unable to continue.
I portioned my food when it arrived, and only ate what I planned. Dinner last night at Bar Louie was 2 shared spinach dips with chips (maybe 4 chips from each dish), half of the Chicago Stockyard burger (no bun), and half of the tater tots (about 8). Oh, and a half priced S'mores martini.
And it was good. And I was able to focus on the conversation with my friends instead of making repeated trips to the bathroom. I didn't have any "oh shit" moments when I took a bite, wondering whether it would go down. Or get stuck.
I'm sleeping better. Eating better. Drinking more water.
I didn't get on the scale yesterday, mainly because I had just weighed on Wednesday at the surgeons. But next Friday, I'm going to weigh, and I'm going to work hard to see that number go down. I'm 27.4 pounds from the 2's.
My new goal is to try to lose that 27.4 by January 5 when the friendly work contest ends.
I'm going to work hard to see the unfill as a game changer. A motivator. And potentially a key to unlocking my stalled progress.