Bounced up this morning and had my porridge and yoghurt, washed down with two mugs of hot water. I did find my bowels working a bit of overtime. More than that I shall not share. I decided to go to yoga this morning instead of to my usual Tuesday evening class, both as a distraction and in order to compare notes with Patty, my yoga teacher, who is also living on £1 a day for the week. The class was good. Patty and I established that we were probably overdoing the lentils. I nearly fell asleep in savasana, the relaxation pose, but that is nothing new and I don't think I can fairly blame the porridge.
Afterwards I went cheerily into town to go to the chemist's. I was crossing the road from the carpark when I was blindsided by an overwhelming desire for a cup of coffee and something to eat. I don't know if that was a response to the fact that I don't go into town very often but when I go on my own I often buy a newspaper and sit in a coffee shop with a coffee and a piece of chocolate brownie to have a bit of time to myself. That was certainly what my body and my mind seemed to be expecting! There are so many coffee shops in Mold that there was temptation at every turn so I rushed in and out of the chemist and scuttled off before I found myself sitting with a cup of coffee in front of me. It was a hefty reminder of how easy it is to spend. The money I would have paid for a single cup of coffee would have taken more than half of the £5 which is to feed me for the week.
Lunch was easy and early. I had two bowls of the lentil soup and was definitely not hungry. I did though long for a piece of fruit, an orange or a banana, or a tiny taste of something sweet. I don't have a sweet tooth and I would not have expected the absence of anything sweet to be so noticeable. I think if you did have a sweet tooth you would need to provide for it, even if only through buying a few raisins or a packet of cheap biscuits. Otherwise the absence of any sweetness might totally sabotage your resolve.
Straight from lunch to the hairdresser's. Yesterday I tried to tell Ian that is was perfectly possible to have a treat which was not foodbased, although I would admit that, as a family of cooks and food lovers, a meal out, a piece of cake, a slice of homemade bread are the things that spring to mind when thinking about treats. With all foodie treats off limits, I decided that I would divert myself with a change of hair colour. My lovely hairdresser was slightly bemused at first but soon became very engaged with the idea. So here I am with much blonder hair than usual illuminated here and there by pinky purple streaks in the lower layer. I really like it.
I arrived home famished (in the spoilt Western sense of the word I know). Evening meal was the remains of yesterday's vegetable curry and rice. It was fine although once again I feel as if I have not eaten quite enough. That is odd because I think my hunger is satieted. It is the absence of variety which is making feel like I need or want something else.
I am planning to make up some very thick salted porridge tomorrow and have a go at frying small slices of it to produce something a bit like a rice cake. Well that is the outcome in my imagination! It may simply produce fried porridge which is a totally disgusting idea. I am finding that the texture of all the meals I have eaten so far is very soft and similar and would love to find a way of having something with more crunch without consuming the only carrot I have left!
Once again I will need to get through the evening without a glass of wine and some cheese. Well I did it last night so I must be able to do it again and Ian is abandoning wine and cheese for the week (although otherwise he is eating normally) as a gesture of support. That is a real help. I am not sure I could resist the urge to join in if I saw him with a glass of red and some crackers and Stilton.
I will add a bit to this at the end of the evening but so far, so good. Well the end of the day was harder today. I really fancied a glass of wine and had to go and have a bath to distract myself. Followed this up with two sticks of celery and a glass of water. And so to bed...