Whilst I don’t seem to be consciously aware of eating differently, I appear to be thinking about food differently. Or rather, not at all. Both yesterday and today, it took the combined efforts of all the children to nag me into making lunch. I wasn’t that hungry, although I ate sandwiches and fruit with them, but then at dinner last night, I only ate two slices of pizza. Now that’s not normal!
It’s only day two, so we’ll see how the rest of the week goes before I comment any further on it. Don’t want to confuse coincidence with concrete results now, do we?