First Gold Star

I have my first Dukan Gold Star.  Awarded by me, to me - well done me!!

Do you think it's chocolate under the foil?

It's was awarded for courage in the face of danger.  By danger I mean cheese, butter, sausages, sugar, ice-cream, high running emotions and peer pressure.  Phew.

Psychological Progress and Dining Out Anxiety

Hello there! Long time, no blog.  In my defence I have been pretty ill - not seriously ill, but just frustratingly coldy, watering eyes, both nostrils totally blocked, dry skin and exhausted.  Added to which I have been massively busy with work as well.  I work three contracts at the moment and the one that needs most work and I enjoy least is coming up to it's deadline - so hooray it'll soon be over, but boo, I still have loads of work to do.

Week 1 Review of Dukan Diet

So It's not a proper blog today.  I have a heinous cold and am snotted up good and proper.  It is totally the b/f's fault.  I shouldn't have been so nice to him when he was ill and should have made him sleep in the garden shed.  I do take multivitamins but slightly wonder if my resistance would be higher if I'd had some fruit and fresh veggies in the last 6 days...

Me

Anyway, since I'm feeling a bit grim, I thought I'd do a little review of what has happened over week one of the Dukan.

CEASE FIRE, end of ATTACK phase

So attack is finally over. Phew. Honestly, there were moments when it was really hard going but I'm super pleased I persevered.  This morning I weighed in 76.1kg (12 stone) which I am pleased about.  I was meant to be 75.8kg (which would have pushed me into the 11st 13lbs range and psychologically I REALLY want to be not weight 12st something) But I'm not, so oh well. Though that said, I have lost 5lbs, which it what was predicted and I'm not as low as I should be because I was 1lb heavier when I started than when I worked out the calculations.  See the graph below

ATTACK! Day 4 & 5

So on day 4 I felt quite dizzy in the morning, I'm sure it's not lack of fluid, man I have been drinking a lot! I think my body (and mind) must be having protein fatigue.  Honestly, I'm still so new to this diet that I still catch myself unawares with things like, "oh, I'll just have an apple... dammit."  However, the weight is still coming off, so I can't complain too much.  I should be down 6lbs at the end of attack, can't wait!!

ATTACK! day three

I'm still amusing myself by yelling "ATTACK! phase"  Today marks the half way point of attack, three days down, three to go.  Still bang on with the weight loss this morning, less dramatic than yesterday, but still a whole lb down!

I am still resisting eggs & ham but thought I would have some this morning.  However, when rootling about in the fridge I found the b/f's mackerel.  Mmmmm.  So I beat up two eggs, a tbs of quark and shredded some mackerel in. It was fab!  Eggs & quark can be quite rich so the mackerel lends a really nicely decisive smokey fishiness to the whole things which makes in extremely palatable.  Two thumbs firmly up for the this fish dish.

Day Two ATTACK

Hello again!! So, this morning I weighed in at whole kilo lighter, that's a TWO lb. lighter!!  I don't know how or why, but I was thrilled to be on track with the first weigh in after starting the Dukan.  I had a few moments of feeling daunted on the second day, but this is how it panned out:

Day One Down

ATTTTTAAAAAAACK!!! I have to say every time someone says 'Attack Phase' I see this in my minds eye:

So, day one went well...

For those curious to know, I had:

Bye-Bye Bread; Attack Day 1

"Do you want to do a special last meal?" That's why the b/f kept asking and I said "No, I don't want to make a big thing about it..."

Anyway, because I had initially wanted to start Dukan about a week ago but put it off until today, inevitably I had some time and stomach room over the weekend to reflect on that choice.

D-Day is Set

Just a quick one tonight...

Was going to start Dukan this weekend, but then our house just became very overbooked.  Grumpy Housemate claims she had booked out the spare-room months ago, whilst the b/f has asked one his friends to stay because he thought it was free. Nice housemate had agreed to lend her room to b/f's friend and stay elsewhere, but now she knows who who his friend is, she is refusing.  It's all very political.   So it will largely be a full and rowdy house this weekend.  Not great.  So I am starting on Tuesday, after Grumpy Housemate leaves for holiday for three weeks (yes!)

Secrets & Shame

I don't know if anyone else has the same thing I do about weight loss?  I find I can't tell people I'm on a diet, I totally freeze up in a way that a Victorian might if you tried to discuss sex!  If I try to broach it the words just get stuck in my mouth!  I have been reading through Dr D's book and I think he captured it for me:

People do not become overweight by accident.  The pounds you have gained that you now want to get rid of are a part of you that you deny, but a part that is a reflection of your nature, of your psychology and, therefore, of your identity

KEEP READING FOR FATTY CONFESSIONS...

But motivated!

Hooray!  I now have The Dukan Diet book and some electric scales!  I'm almost all set.  I also did a little online shopping with Holland & Barret and am having more supplies in preparation for D-Day (diet day!)

I have bought:

Lazy

Goodness it's cold in London today.

Just a wee update for this morning.  I thought I'd explain why the blog is called "Anything Dukan Do" and yes, it is totally because I am planning on doing the Dukan Diet!  I haven't got there yet - the book and bathroom scales I ordered in still in the post and I want to get prepared before entering the attack phase.  The title though is to goad me; do you remember the song? Anything you can do, I can do better, I can do anything better than you....  Ahhh, silly I know, but I long for the day I can pull off a red ball gown and not look like a telephone box.  I sort of what to compete with the fat girl inside of me, the one who gives up and says not to care, I will do better than her!

Fat

I am fat.  No, I really am.  Excuse me if you think I am trying to persuade you of something that is so plain to see, but it's really myself I needed to convince all these years.  You see, I didn't used to be fat (not that I was ever what I would call 'thin') but I've been slim, with curves and always a flat stomach.  So what went wrong in the last 10 years?