Hi everyone,
LONG RANT ALERT, sorry
I think I've come to a dead end and that's maybe a very good thing. I've tried many things now: Dukan, Cabbage soup diets, Paleo, fasting, paleo-fasting, you name it.
Currently, I do paleo (most days, but with milk and the occasional cake if there's a party) with fasting once or twice a week. I run 4 times a week and dance twice a week.
I've been trying to lose the "last 2 or 3 kilos" for years now. Yes, YEARS. I've managed to do it several times, but always bounce back. Sadly, the bouncing often includes an extra kilo.
Pre-kids, I was 53 or 54 kilos and never had weight issues. Then I came up to about 55, which seemed like the end of the world at the time, and now would be a real dream. Now I am 58-59 kilos. So, that's 5 kilos, two kids and two decades later.
This morning, I asked my husband to tell me honestly whether I have put on weight, because the scales have been saying I have, but I've been SO good, and I don't look fatter than before. He just answered: "You're nearly 40, and you look 30. You're no longer a tiny little thing, no [I was a UK size 8 when we met, I'm a 12 now], but it doesn't matter. You look healthy, you exercise and eat well, there's nothing more you can do. You're not a boxer who needs to cut weight, so stop worrying about it".
I think I've just realised two things:
1) My husband is such a lovely, loving man, and I must remember that next time he annoys me
2) Maybe I need to STOP trying to lose weight! What's 5 kilos, in the grand scheme of things? I have a healthy BMI, I have two kids and a demanding career, and I'm happy when I don't think about those 5 kilos... Maybe I just need to accept myself as I am? After all, I also do suffer from Hashimoto's disease (treated, but with residual symptoms) and very low blood pressure, which can make dieting very uncomfortable and inefficient, so maybe I've been asking too much of my body?
I just worry that it's the beginning of "letting myself go". I grew up with an overweight, diabetic mother who cried daily because of her food addiction. I am so scared of ending up like her. I am such a control freak when it comes to my body
I just want to stop doing this to myself though. Maybe I can keep the paleo-fasting with occasional treats and stop seeing it as a diet? Maybe I can weight myself much less often and have a "limit" I shouldn't go over (60 kilos, for instance)? Keep running and focus on health?
It seems like such a major paradigm shift for me, I need support
LONG RANT ALERT, sorry
I think I've come to a dead end and that's maybe a very good thing. I've tried many things now: Dukan, Cabbage soup diets, Paleo, fasting, paleo-fasting, you name it.
Currently, I do paleo (most days, but with milk and the occasional cake if there's a party) with fasting once or twice a week. I run 4 times a week and dance twice a week.
I've been trying to lose the "last 2 or 3 kilos" for years now. Yes, YEARS. I've managed to do it several times, but always bounce back. Sadly, the bouncing often includes an extra kilo.
Pre-kids, I was 53 or 54 kilos and never had weight issues. Then I came up to about 55, which seemed like the end of the world at the time, and now would be a real dream. Now I am 58-59 kilos. So, that's 5 kilos, two kids and two decades later.
This morning, I asked my husband to tell me honestly whether I have put on weight, because the scales have been saying I have, but I've been SO good, and I don't look fatter than before. He just answered: "You're nearly 40, and you look 30. You're no longer a tiny little thing, no [I was a UK size 8 when we met, I'm a 12 now], but it doesn't matter. You look healthy, you exercise and eat well, there's nothing more you can do. You're not a boxer who needs to cut weight, so stop worrying about it".
I think I've just realised two things:
1) My husband is such a lovely, loving man, and I must remember that next time he annoys me
2) Maybe I need to STOP trying to lose weight! What's 5 kilos, in the grand scheme of things? I have a healthy BMI, I have two kids and a demanding career, and I'm happy when I don't think about those 5 kilos... Maybe I just need to accept myself as I am? After all, I also do suffer from Hashimoto's disease (treated, but with residual symptoms) and very low blood pressure, which can make dieting very uncomfortable and inefficient, so maybe I've been asking too much of my body?
I just worry that it's the beginning of "letting myself go". I grew up with an overweight, diabetic mother who cried daily because of her food addiction. I am so scared of ending up like her. I am such a control freak when it comes to my body
I just want to stop doing this to myself though. Maybe I can keep the paleo-fasting with occasional treats and stop seeing it as a diet? Maybe I can weight myself much less often and have a "limit" I shouldn't go over (60 kilos, for instance)? Keep running and focus on health?
It seems like such a major paradigm shift for me, I need support