Close Call with Low-Carb

Day 2 of South Beach/low carb eating. Yesterday was tough. I didn't slip, but I really wanted to. A few hours before bed I thought to myself, "I really want to eat that brown rice in the fridge, or that banana on the counter. Is this low-carb thing really practical anyway?" I gave myself a million reasons to go off the diet. I really came close to quitting. That was just day 1.

Today I woke up and my head seemed clearer. Fueled by the fact that I had not messed up yesterday, I had stronger willpower. My breakfast today was strange. I grilled a small chicken breast and steamed some green beans in the microwave. I drank a glass of 2% milk (2% is not really allowed, but that's all we had) and felt full. Blue Agave is allowed (2 tsp per day) so that fixes the coffee problem. This is going to be a new level of difficulty without the diet sodas.

I know I can do this. I still have not weighed myself because it's such a hassle, so I will have no starting weight. I'll just have to keep faith and trust that this weight will come off.

I'm almost irritated that I have regained several pounds again. It wasn't even worth it. The food wasn't even worth it. Now I am set back with nothing to show for it.