Introduction

In order to shed the extra pounds that have picked up residence on my body, I started a medical diet. For those of you who don't know what a medical diet is, I will explain. A doctor makes you drink shakes and eat bars for months, which literally starves your body. Don't be confused, I am totally excited to do this ... but I am not stupid-it's going to suck!

I read somewhere to think of this time as a "vacation from food." After completing my first day on the Optifast program ... I want to go home. Take my passport, exchange my ticket, and send me home! I am not hungry but mannnnn, do I want to eat. Although I am not starving enough to eat lutefisk, I would be more than happy to eat a bowl of brussel sprouts.

The greatest challenge for me in any attempt to loose weight is my husband Mitch, aka Mitchy Poo. Mr. Fastfood himself! Although I love him more than anything, he will do everything he can to take me down! I have educated him about what I am going through and gave him every detail. There are a few things that I pointed out to him.
#1 - There will be no fast food, pizza, candy or anything else that I would want entering our home.
#2 - For the first few weeks, I will not be cooking dinner for him. He can play the part of stray dog with any of our friends. (fyi-it said in the book I should "refrain from cooking for my family and cleaning the kitchen after my family-SCORE!!!).
#3 - He does not get to taste test my goodies. After spening $250 on ten days of food, that fool isn't going to touch it!

So the ground rules were laid out to him numerous times. Yet, on my first day, he already started to fuck with me. He came home while I was in the kitchen trying to take out the trash (which I decided I'd leave for him). He opens the freezer, pulls out peanut MnM's (my fav) and throws a few back and says, "Ahhhhh, I needed these". WHO DOES THAT? Needless to say, I went a little exorcist on him. I mean really, I have asked for his support and he does that??!!

Other than the Mitchy Poo moment, I had a great day. I really had to focus and continue to say, "I'm not hungry" to remind myself I don't need to snack. So far-so good. My bladder on the other hand has just been welcomed into Bladder Boot Camp. Part of the program is of course drinking 8 cups of water. It's funny...I can drink a bottle and 1/2 of wine but this two litter bottle of water is a little more difficult. Luckily for me, I can add Chrystal Light. So, I have peed six times today and I'm sure I'll have to go another seven times before bedtime. I look forward to my bladder getting into shape!