Not to harp on about the calories thing but wanted to add my experience to the pot. Yesterday was a bad day emotionally, struggling with lockdown, DS9, who is frankly a nightmare unless he’s on Fortnite with his friends, WHF full time, a house that’s going to shit around my ears and dreadful insomnia. Usually this would have been a day full of bad choices food wise, and would most definitely included wine, crisps and chocolate, regardless of what ‘diet’ I was following.
But instead, I was able to log my food, look at the pretty graphs, and make a conscious decision to have more calories than I’d planned. As it was, the day planned out at 1535 cals, with 737 of that eaten in about 30 mins mid afternoon during my panic binge, but the whole day was 29g carbs so I was able to tell myself that even though I’d lost control I could see very clearly I’d not fucked up.
What I’m saying is the accountability of logging what I’d eaten made me realise I’d not actually done anything wrong in the low carb world so stopped me from saying fuck it!
Big old waffle to say, I’m finding it all very interesting and will try again today to hit my target 