Tomorrow marks one year since the start of my pre-op diet. TO mark the occasion, I am going to start tracking again. Haven't tracked for a good while now, not consistently at least. The move went smoothly but my anxiety and wackybonks went into full overdrive and I was really suffering for a week or so. Feel a little bit better now but uni starts back up tomorrow so I have more challenges to face. As a result of all the stress my band was as tight as...a tiger? I was so sick and stupid, desperate to eat to soothe my misery but pbing everything I put in my mouth til I could hardly tolerate liquids. Duh, that's the quickest way to fucking up your band. So I pulled myself together and started taking things slowly slowly, tiniest mouthfuls imaginable. Sadly, sliders were my only friends in a very gloomy period where I was desperate to eat so I haven't lost any weight due to the tightness, but I haven't gained any either. After three days of constant pbing, I'm glad to say those days are now a week behind me and I'm doing well. My portions are little and I can't eat much of anything solid in the mornings.
My aim is to plan and pack everything I need for my days at uni - I have a 2.5hr commute each way but classes are only three days a week and I'll be staying up there on a Thursday night with friends. That way I know that if I only eat what I've packed then I will be sticking to my calories. It's also a money saving exercise because money is almost as tight as my band was!!
Our darling Sarah at Fat on the Inside reminded me that I'd set myself a goal to reach half way by my bandiversary. It's still do-able if I put my head down. 15 days, 3.5lbs. Bring it.