So far, I've lost 9 pounds, which is great, but I'm really having a hard time getting past how moronic this whole plan is. I'm torn between doing what I know I should do and sticking to this retarded plan because I dropped so much cash on it, and I hate to waste money. One thing I'm not doing is eating 500 cals per day. I'm probably between 750 and 1000, which is still not as much as you're supposed to eat, but it's better than 500 measly calories a day. I really want to start running, so if I do that, I have to eat more.
If anyone is reading this and thinking of trying hcg, I would advise against it. It's not that I'm starving all the time (I'm really not) or that I feel deprived. It's more because it's expensive to get the real stuff (the homeopathic stuff is shit), you're not encouraged to exercise, and you're training your body to depend on such a low calorie amount, that when you increase your intake, the weight you lost is bound to come screaming back. I know that there are people that do this and keep the weight off, but they do ridiculous shit to keep their weight in check. Things like "steak days" which consist of not eating anything all day and then having a steak for dinner with a tomato. Or egg days, where you eat a dozen eggs throughout the day, prepared however you like. And these people swear by this method and are very defensive when people point out how stupid it is.
The allure of the hcg diet is the quick weight loss, which is what sucked me in. I was hoping to use it as a jump start to get me going on my journey. I have, in essence, given myself an eating disorder. I weigh myself constantly to keep myself in check to make sure I'm losing weight. I feel good when I deprive myself from one of the only 2 fruit servings I get per day, because I feel like it will help me lose weight faster. I'm too exhausted to be productive around the house, but I'm terrified to eat any more than I am, because I don't want the pounds I've lost to come creeping back.
I'm a third of the way through this ridiculous ordeal, and as much as I want to get my money's worth, I'm tempted to say fuck it, up my calories, and starting walking, because when I lose the extra person I'm carrying, I want to be able to say I did it the healthy way, not the psycho starvation fad diet way. And when I lose this, I want it gone for good. I don't want to spend every day of the rest of my life obsessed with the scale. That, to me, seems more miserable than being fat, so what's the point?