Yesterday, I was joking about indulging one last time at The Lime Tree cafe before starting on this journey. A friend said I shouldn’t go on this diet because it does nothing and could only make things worse. That’s two people already who voiced out similar opinions. One was a blog reader who has battled the “fat girl” syndrome all her life and had tried all sorts of diets with no lasting effects.

While I appreciate the concern, I think if something is not going to bring fatal consequences, then I think it’s only fair that I get to choose and try what I think will work for me.

So, Day 1.

Funny thing, I had a dream this morning. You know those times when you’re just about to wake up and your alarm is ready to go and you fall into the deepest sleep in your cycle and you dream vividly? Yes, I had one of those. In my dream I was having breakfast. A full Filipino breakfast with fried rice, eggs, tocino and coffee. I think I was even reading the newspaper, which I never do. I remember questioning why I was eating breakfast when I was supposed to be fasting until midday. That was how well my brain was conditioned for the start of this journey! Of course, I was so relieved to wake up and realize it was just a dream. It would have been all a waste and great disappointment if I failed from the get-go.

Anyway, I started my fast from 6pm last night. No other consumption except water. No big deal. When I woke up this morning, I wasn’t hungry. I prepared lunch for the boys and didn’t feel any craving for food. Lime and herb chicken fillet…smelled divine! I measured out my protein drinks the night before so they’re all ready and packed in a bag along with the cod liver oil. I’d been drinking water more often than I used to. I figured if I drank one glass every hour, that should be enough to help flush out toxins and keep me hydrated as well.

In the office, it’s a lot more difficult to keep up with the water consumption because the AC is on full blast and I don’t feel thirsty as much. But seeing that liter bottle not getting refilled is enough motivation for me to keep chugging away.

I had my first protein drink at 12 noon. It was not as bad as I expected. Tasted really good too. I chose to have ISO Pure in Alpine Punch (thanks, Ruth for the rec!). Admittedly, at first, it looked and smelled like one of those antibiotic suspensions prescribed for kids and young people. But it’s good. Kinda like fruit punch.

I asked two ladies at work to be my accountability buddies. They’re doing a great job and I’m glad they are not making fun of me or even thinking/saying that it’s an impossible task. I’m sure they are also as intrigued as I am as to the results that will hopefully show in the weeks to come.

The walk from the Metro this morning was a lot more uncomfortable than the week before. Humidity is higher but good thing that there were clouds so the sun wasn’t shining in full force. I will have to remember to bring an umbrella with me if I am to survive the summer.

With that in mind, I plan on using the elliptical tonight instead of braving the evening heat to do my 20-minute walk.

Thank you for reading.

Day 1 stats
Weight: 93 kg
Waistline: 41.5 inches