day 4 - i feel good !

So, this morning I decided to start my fast today. I successfully didn't eat breakfast of one banana, instead opting to chew a piece of gum until 10:30am. My class went to a theatre today, and stayed there from 10am to 1pm, which worked amazing. I managed to not get hungry AT ALL, chewing just one more piece of gum. After the theatre, we went back to school, and I found I had a nutrigrain bar in my lunch - a whopping sugary 130 calories ! Easily, I would be able to avoid that.

My salad, on the other hand, was a different story. I was getting kinda hungry by this point, so I took out my little cherry tomato halves and arranged them on the salad container lid. Then I arranged my cucumber slices. Then I stacked some lettuce.

By this time, my friends were giving me weird looks, and I remembered my juice box! I emptied my salad back into it's container, and put it away - I would just tell my dad that I wasn't hungry.

My juice was only 100 calories, and I found that there was absolutely no sugar in it! (Aside from natural fruit juice stuff.) Plus, when I was done sipping it, I felt sick and sloshy and not at all hungry.

The rest of the day was easy, and after school I went up to a friend's house until 7pm. This time, the staying away from food was a lot harder, but I managed. I only had one more juice box, this time a 90 calorie one.

After my best friend's (Let's call her J - she'll be mentioned a lot, I think.) my dad picked me up and brought me to another friend's house. I was there with some other kids, but mostly parents. Why? A parent meeting sort of thing, organizing one of our classes events. They had cookies and brownies and all sorts of delicious things, but I sat in the corner, trying not to look at the goodies.

When the other girls, my friends, all helped themselves to the gooey, warm treats, I almost caved. Almost. But then I thought of the 200 calories in just one one-bite brownie, and all those calories in those cookies they were eating, and I almost enjoyed my empty stomach. Because, in some twisted way, I was stronger than them. I wasn't going to be weak and pig out and break my fast, not on the first day. I was strong and better than them.

I got back home at 9pm, drank 375ml of V-8 (180 calories!) and I'm now preparing for a good night's sleep, with only 370 calories of liquid in me.

I feel strong, satisfied, good. I feel like I can do anything, because I'm in control, and I have all the power, and the ability to do all these things. And I KNOW I can do this.