Cake 04
Changing the way she'd lived for years was harder than she'd thought it would be. On paper, losing those first five pounds seemed like a simple case of cutting out some foods and adding others. In reality it was a different story.
She'd never realized just how attached she was to carbs and processed sugar. Not until she tried to stop eating so much of them.
The cravings for sugary snacks were almost a torture. Chewing sugar-free gum may have kept her mouth busy, but it only helped so much.
She wanted to eat. Every moment of every day, all she could think about was all of the delicious food she wasn't allowed to have, not if she wanted to kick her fat habits.
Dahl tried to fill herself with raw vegetables to fight the cravings, but even when her stomach was full her mouth still watered.
Bread, sweet pastries, potato chips, candy--her thoughts were filled with junk food and she couldn't get them out. She felt like an addict jonesing for her next fix. And since her drug of choice was food, it wasn't like she could stop eating.
Reducing her daily calories to 1200 had seemed ridiculously easy. Until she'd tried it.
I'm so hungry, she thought, forcing her eyes away from the TV and the commercial playing. She caught the next bit out of the corner of her eye: a glistening hamburger patty between a sesame seed bun, garnished with slices of ripe red tomato and green lettuce leaves. She caught a near pornographic glimpse of pickle slices nestled against the meat as the spokeswoman took a giant bite, ketchup and juices dripping freely onto her lips and chin.
Dahl groaned and covered her face with her hands. How could losing weight be so hard?
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She'd never realized just how attached she was to carbs and processed sugar. Not until she tried to stop eating so much of them.
The cravings for sugary snacks were almost a torture. Chewing sugar-free gum may have kept her mouth busy, but it only helped so much.
She wanted to eat. Every moment of every day, all she could think about was all of the delicious food she wasn't allowed to have, not if she wanted to kick her fat habits.
Dahl tried to fill herself with raw vegetables to fight the cravings, but even when her stomach was full her mouth still watered.
Bread, sweet pastries, potato chips, candy--her thoughts were filled with junk food and she couldn't get them out. She felt like an addict jonesing for her next fix. And since her drug of choice was food, it wasn't like she could stop eating.
Reducing her daily calories to 1200 had seemed ridiculously easy. Until she'd tried it.
I'm so hungry, she thought, forcing her eyes away from the TV and the commercial playing. She caught the next bit out of the corner of her eye: a glistening hamburger patty between a sesame seed bun, garnished with slices of ripe red tomato and green lettuce leaves. She caught a near pornographic glimpse of pickle slices nestled against the meat as the spokeswoman took a giant bite, ketchup and juices dripping freely onto her lips and chin.
Dahl groaned and covered her face with her hands. How could losing weight be so hard?
/END