Nowhere near the scale

And I won’t be near the scale again Tuesday (at least not early enough in the day to weigh in). But I’ll weigh myself Wednesday morning, for sure.

Until then, rest assured that I’m still firmly on the low-carb wagon — skimping on the veggies a little because I’ve been hanging with the Boyfriend this weekend. But I’m not eating carbs.

In fact, he was trying to get me to eat a piece of cake — German chocolate cake from the Safeway. Now, keep in mind there was a time — not all that long ago — where I would purposely drive to the store and buy a square of cake (serving one or maybe two) just because I was craving cake. Safeway was my store of choice … and the German Chocolate was one of my favorites, right behind white cake with buttercream icing. I could eat a whole piece in minutes and still want more.

But today, I wasn’t the slightest bit tempted to take a bite of that cake. Sure, it still looked good. But I didn’t want it. I didn’t NEED it (or think I needed it, anyway).

That — for me — is the magic of Atkins, friends. Sweets cravings? Gone. Insatiable appetite for cake, cookies and the like? Also outta here. To some extent, my hunger is less noticeable all around. It reminds me of something I read (in a Men’s Health tweet, I think): If you think you want a snack, imagine yourself eating a steak. If you’re truly hungry, that’ll appeal — but if you’re not, it won’t sound good. (And if that’s the case, you’re probably snacking for a reason other than true hunger.)

I’ve started exercising again. More on that later. Right now, I’m headed to bed. Yes, it’s still early — for me, anyway. But the Boyfriend likes to wake up at what I call “the butt-crack of dawn” — and he thinks I should wake up with him — so the earlier to bed the better.

I’ll fill you in more later.


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