Imagine my shock this morning when I stepped on the scale and weighed exactly to the ounce the same amount I did the day before Thanksgiving. I’m so excited about this. I decided before Thanksgiving that I’d eat whatever I wanted, but only between 11:00 am and 9:00 pm. It worked. I even had two Thanksgiving events.

For our Thanksgiving dinner at home, the only fat in the cornbread dressing was from the very tiny amount of milk in the cornbread. I had maybe a teaspoon of cranberry sauce and three or four bites of pie. For veggies, I roasted baby carrots and whole fresh green beans with only black pepper and enough olive oil to lightly coat them.

I’ve lost and maintained through Thanksgiving 4.2 pounds. I’m proud of that. I don’t think I eat as much as I did before I started intermittent fasting six weeks or so ago. I don’t have the urge to eat when I’m angry or sad or anxious anymore. My moods are actually better than usual. Success! It feels great.