So yesterday was somewhat more difficult given that I had a full day work event followed by Christmas Dinner and drinks. But, I came away not completely disappointed in myself – quite surprisingly.
I did not indulge in any of the huge pile of biscuits and chocolates that were available on arrival which I thought was a real victory given that in the past I would have been the one that opened them and got stuck in first.
I cannot say the same of big fat Simon though, he rumbled into the room, reached across the table exposing his hairy arse crack, proclaimed “Ooh biscuits” and tucked in. Perhaps that’s the key to appetite suppression. Every time you’re tempted to eat squirty cream straight from the can you have to look at a picture of a large man’s hairy toilet equipment.
At lunchtime I ate only the same as a normal person, avoiding the cream cakes and sticking to a couple of sandwiches and the treat of a frightfully small piece flap jack for pudding. I did get a queer look from a couple of people when I was spotted eating a fruit kebab thing and a couple of carrot sticks and some hummus. Rather than admitting to being on a diet I explained that I was saving myself for the Christmas dinner later on.
All I really wanted to do was smash cream buns into my face in the toilet where no one could judge me.
Dinner was ordered months ago so there was not much I could do and I had a lovely pumpkin soup starter. I seem to have then ordered a burger followed by Christmas pudding. I remembered some of the encouragement I have received on here and decided to not eat the chips (fries). This would have worked had they cleared the table sooner, but they took a while so by the time they did I had eaten half. But not eating half is something I would never have done before. I would have eaten all of mine and then coveted other peoples chips. Pretty sure the bible has strong views on such things. As good as I felt about it I could think of nothing else when I got home and had real regret over not eating them.
So all in all a way better day than I had expected.
This afternoon I am thinking of popping to the hypnotist to see whether they can help me get the image of big Simon’s dirty parts out of my head.
Have a good weekend!
Thanks for sharing that visual! NOT!🤪
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Its enough to put u off your chia seed smoothie i bet 🙂
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It makes me want to chew on bunny food all day, for fear of becoming that visual! I love chocolate!
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I’m proud of you, you’re doing well! 😃
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So does big fat Simon
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Stop! The visual is back! Curse you
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Good willpower, keep it up.
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Ta dude
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Maybe schedule the hypnotist appointment for the new year? After all, there are a few more days of holiday treats it might help you get through. plus if you picture that everytime you reach for a treat or a fatty carb then pretty soon you’re going to avoid reaching for anything to avoid the image. Aversion therapy! that’s the word — knew I’d remember if if I kept typing, lol.
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Ha you got there. A good point and well made. Wiser than pouring bleech in my eyes also
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Definitely an appetite suppressant. Thanks for the imagery lol
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Yeah sorry about that, but sharing is caring you know
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😂
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OUCH!
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Keep it up…not the Simon part(s) Leaving half a portion of French fries is akin to sainthood in my book. Everything you don’t eat adds up, or should I say down.
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Thanks l ! 🙂
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Leaving fries behind is a great thing! If Simon’s parts keep you on course you could start a new diet therapy infomercial! 😀
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eeuuuwww…vomity face emoji!
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