178

It was 179 yesterday.  Back from amazing Italian eatathon.

Sober October.  16.8 fasting but not today.

175

Shoot me.  Blissful break in Suffolk.

171

What am I doing right?  Fast 800.  I go way over 800 cals but it is less meals.  By eating two meals a day and swerving snacks the drop is dramatic.  Oh wow.  Don’t know how I will have done at SW because there is always that thing of clothes, time of day and what it was last week.  

173

In a desperate bid to get into this dress, once I have finished making and altering it, I am on a 1,000 calories a day diet.  I might die of hunger.  Actually I ate 3,000 yesterday.  

174

Going down.  Four days of no Mr Smith makes it easy peasy.  A bit of military diet and military determination.  Nice weigh in at SW at 1lb down.  Ended up in a bit of a gin fest with Suzanne but none planned for today.  

174

How come I am SO desperado to do a poo but when it comes, feeling like a giant sack of potatoes, it is harder to push out than a baby?  Answer: Dulcoease.  Forget leafy veg and oats and all that crap, it doesn’t work.  Nor does lots of water.  But one sure thing that does get a stubborn Poo out is starvation.  You can honestly starve out a poo.  Of course you need to be a young person not an oldie who poos a teensy bit once a fortnight.  So here goes folks.  Nil by mouth for 24 hours and my Bowen will empty, Mark my words.  I might actually take the ease stuff so when the mountain boulder decides to roll out it can do so without splitting me in two.

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Actually this is easy.  Down from 180 in a week, good grief, amazing!  No snacking.  No booze.