A 12 hour fast is such a help, personally I have my last meal by 5 and my breakfast around 6.30. Immediately after my last meal I suck a jargonelle pear drop as I get that awful mouth hunger for something sweet. Then it goes away and my brain knows that there is nothing more until breakfast
To help weight loss, I either cycle up some local hilly lanes or go for a fast walk around here, taking in a very steep hill and am home in 30 minutes. Doing this just three times a week is enough. I get puffed and sweaty, which is what I want
I did the cupboard prowl this afternoon, glad I had no biscuits in. I got stuck into sorting some fabric and my mindset changed. I hate that I cannot buy biscuits, don`t trust myself to have one or two but the excess weight, I can so easily put on, would damage my journey into healthy old age
Similar in being widowed and no-one here to stop me, so now I go upstairs and do a bit of engrossing sewing, to keep my brain occupied before bed. I am a comfort eater too