Let's hang out in our sweats this afternoon and talk frankly!
I'll go first:
Growing up and all through my adolescence and even until about... 27, I'd say, I was the kind of creature who could ingest anything and look exactly the same.
The only exception was my freshman year of college when I discovered the unlimited food lines in my college cafeteria, but even that classic 15 disappeared with the quickness of a
When I was 28 and the metabolism slowed, I simply amped up the exercise, stubbornly clinging to the idea that I was entitled to eat anything I wanted, and as much of it as I chose, dammit!
And so it went
the accident in December.
The inability to sweat out the cupcakes made for a sad time,
and when sad times hit I know I find solace in Trader Joe's Macaroni and Cheese
in vanilla cake
and ice cream
The problem with the sadness is that I never felt full, no matter how much I ate.
Thank goodness I have a career I can pour myself into with wild abandon
and a husband who loves me tender no matter where the scale points
three weeks ago when I simply couldn't fit into anything non-cotton-lycra in my closet
it didn't sit well with me.
I began the process of seeing what I could do about this whole shebang.
I still felt fashionable and pretty and all of those things, but not completely comfortable, physically
and sometimes emotionally.
Aside from low-impact exercises
and reading the blogs of women whose stories I so admire
I began doing something so simple, so amazingly simple it's profound:
I stop eating when I am full.
5 pounds are gone, 10 to go and I will be back in my comfort zone and in my Sevens
again with ease.
It's really funny how much guilt there is about not cleaning your plate:
if you've ever been a child
if you've ever eaten mostly Ramen for your hungry twenties
certainly if you've ever not known where your next meal would come from
this is a hard concept
with full clarity I know it might be the most powerful tool in my arsenal right now
aside from the limited consumption of things like pasta and cake
and that makes me feel
in a very different way.
What is your relationship with food and weight?
I look forward to our dialogue in the comment section!