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Ordered chips and curry sauce. The wife ordered small fish and chips. Her fish turned up without any chips, so we shared mine. Still want a refund, though.
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Ordered chips and curry sauce. The wife ordered small fish and chips. Her fish turned up without any chips, so we shared mine. Still want a refund, though.
A medical appointment turned into a full English, four pints of Guinness, and cheese on toast for good measure. My wife and I compared notes on Mounjaro — she gets the hunger without the want, I get it the other way round.
197 lb today. A new low after the wobble back up to 200. I'll take it.
6am wake-up call, right on cue for a Tuesday. The uncomfortable reminder that Mounjaro's still very much in my system.
Roast pork, crackling, a mountain of roast potatoes. I'd give up more than food for this one. Rosie and Dexter would like it noted that I forgot their crackling.
Saturday's takeaway was a protein-only Tandoori mixed grill. Half a chicken, a kofte kebab, tandoori lamb, more chicken, two onion bhajis. I ate almost all of it, and my stomach has opinions about that this morning.
Red wine was on offer, so Friday's usual rum got swapped for a Merlot. Turns out wine goes down faster than rum ever did, and worse, it doesn't stop the rum turning up afterwards.
The wife left a packet of Easter eggs out for Halloween trick-or-treaters. I ate three, realised I wasn't actually enjoying them, and quietly put the rest back.
I'm in a meh! period. Weight loss has slowed, and I just wanted to surrender to everything I've been swerving. Then I asked myself what I actually fancied, with no consequences attached, and the answer wasn't food at all.
Half a four-cheese pizza, a few chicken nuggets, a bottle of red. A few days off work and still an hour of work, then home automation projects. Turns out the food wasn't the thing worth looking at.