Whoohoo! Down 3.5 in one day. I know it's the first day, I know it's water weight, blah, blah, blah, I don't care - it's 3.5 pounds gone in a day. Got up, ate my two servings of fruit this am, went for a three mile walk, had a nice big old salad full of all kinds of veggies for lunch, had nuts for snacks before and after and am going out to dinner where I plan to have a salad for an appetizer and a shrimp cocktail for an entree. Got my plan. Water with lemon for drinks. Can't tell you how much better I feel. The mantra that's going through my head all day yesterday (great day!) and all day today (another great day) is: "It's over." Saying that over and over again. What's over? Feeling stuffed, feeling guilty, feeling sad (at least in regard to food) binging, hiding, lying, pretending, covering up, eating in secret. It's over, It's over, It's over. And, really, IT's just begun. IT: feeling just right, feeling happy (at least in regard to food) eating the plan, living in the open, telling the truth, being me, living out loud, eating in front of others.