Ah, dieting.
I’ve been trying to lose weight–just a small amount–for about a year and a half. I’m no closer to my goal now than I was in the beginning. I even shelled out what for me was big bucks on an eating modification program (I’ve been told not to think of it as “dieting” but “eating modification” and while I can see the logic of that mentality, the bottom line is, eating modification is, for me, dieting). I lost three or four pounds right away and then–nothing. For the next three months, no more loss. So I gave up on that program.
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Not to put the blame on others. I could easily be better at modifying my food intake. I tend to overdo it with favorite foods (my current favorite? Quaker Oats Simply Granola), so much so that I’ll swear off of that food for a time, only to find something to take its place.
I should say here my doctor has recommended I lose some weight. He’s with me in that I don’t need to lose much, but he was definite in saying I need to lose some.
I know I stress eat. I know I eat when I’m bored. Given the amount of stress I’ve been under lately, I’m lucky I haven’t gained any more weight. Okay, I did gain back that three or four pounds I’d lost on the eating modification program. But, no more than that.
Here’s the thing that’s so hard for me: as an adult, I’ve had little problem with my weight. In fact, for about ten years I was too thin and tried to gain weight, but to no avail. It was when I was a teenager that I had a problem, and in that time and place, few of my peers faced the same struggle. So being overweight was isolating and heightened the insecurities I already dealt with. Now, I’m tapping back into some of those same feelings, and it doesn’t feel good.
But I am an adult, and I have tools now that I didn’t have then. So tomorrow is another day. One day at a time. And all the other platitudes. I will lose this weight.
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I completely related to what you wrote, Belinda. I think right now with the isolation, so many people are struggling with their weight. All the stress, and seeking food as a comfort has definitely affected me. I gained weight after my broken ankle with 3 months in a wheelchair and now even more. But I think we both realize it’s a determined mindset that makes it happen. The trick is finding that mindset!
I do believe I’ll find it, but until then – I hope I can maintain where I am like you are. 🙂
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Yep, finding that mindset (and finding it again and again) is the trick–and apparently a difficult one. I think I remember you did it once before? Three months in a wheelchair would undo everything I’d achieved, had I achieved it…. We’ll get there.
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You can do it Belinda 🙂
I’ve lost some weight since December (I never overeat over Christmas) because it’s essential for my health – to reduce the pain and increase mobility (physically disabled from injury). My weight got really bad because I’m unable to move much or walk far. Xo 🍏 🍎 🍌 🍓 💚
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Thanks for the encouragement. And congratulations on your weight loss! Even with your motivation of reduced pain I know it’s difficult.
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Thanks.
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I worried about retiring and weight gain. Some co-workers returned to work for a celebration or two and their weight gain was pretty obvious. I didn’t want that to be me. And it’s not–I still weigh the same. But I swear it redistributes overnight! Good luck, Belinda. I wish losing were as easy (and quick!) as gaining.
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Thank you ☺
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