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Another fun filled, doctor appointment day. I saw the dietitian first. I wrote about that visit in my food journal, emo_eater. After that I sat in the waiting room for much too long. Finally, I was taken back to speak with the behavioral specialist. This is the person the Dr. wanted me to see because of my Prozac (see earlier entry for details.) It turns out he is just part of the plan to try and help me lose weight. He tried to help me analyze my actions for the two weeks that I was successful on my diet, and think about what I did that made me lose momentum on Friday. It was actually a very helpful exercise.

The factors that helped me succeed: I had a kitchen full of healthy food. I didn't have a busy schedule, so I had time to plan out meals, measure out proper portions, and track my calorie content. And lastly, Chris was doing the diet with me.

Why I started faltering on Friday: I went to Macaroni Grill with Patty and pigged out. When I got home, I looked up the calorie count for what I had eaten. I was so discouraged at myself that I just gave up. Oh well, I've blown it.

Now that I realize how easily I allow myself to quit, I can combat that reaction in myself.