Doing the Beck "Hunger Challenge" Today

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Doing this Hunger Challenge today. So I just ate breakfast and will not eat again until 6 p.m. I really need this refresher on experiencing hunger and reminding myself that it is not an emergency! I will update this post after 6 pm with my Hunger Challenge chart with my hunger ratings throughout the day.

**Update** - 7:00 pm

Well I made it. This "Hunger Game" was tougher to me than some past ones:

My Hunger Discomfort Chart

September 27, 2017

Time Current Level of Discomfort 1-10 Range of Discomfort in Last Hour 1-10

noon	5	7
1:00	6	7
2:00	6	7
3:00	6	6
4:00	6	6
5:00	7	7
6:00	8	8

But I am very glad I did this exercise again. It just reinforces to me, once again, that hunger is not an emergency. It can be withstood. Sometimes dieting is uncomfortable. But as Beck suggests, if you count up the minutes out of the entire day that were truly uncomfortable, there might not be as many as you think.

If you do this exercise you might find, as I did, that hunger waxes and wanes. Just because you might experience some intense hunger pangs for a while doesn't mean it's going to stay like that. Even though I was pretty uncomfortable at first, as the afternoon went on I got more used to the sensations and they seemed to go into the background more. All in all, I'm glad I did this much needed refresher.

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