My nutritionist did massive deprogramming on me, much of which is in this article. A lot of which is not. I am not to know my weight and I gave my scale to my nutritionist. It was the right thing to do. If I was up in weight, I would get depressed and eat. If I was losing lots of weight, at some point I would panic and binge. I am no longer controlled by that viscous rollercoaster..
Without a scale, I had to have new motivators and they are simple and not stressful. Things like work out at least 4 times per week, chase the grandbabies around about least twice a week, have a day of rest or a different adventure about once a week.
Being tied to my weight, which is regulated by hormones anyway, drove me crazy. Once I no longer watched my weight every day or multiple times a day, released me from that prison. Also, I do not take measurements or at least I avoid them unless I have to get fitted for something.
All I need to know is that I am headed in the right direction and I can tell through my clothes that I am on my way to my target and it is when it is time to drop to another size, which is very exciting.
This whole scheme has released me from the chains of diet and weight control. I focus on fitness and healthy eating, but I don't restrict what I can eat (although I don't reach for junk food by choice) nor do I count calories anymore. I do track grams of protein though. I need to because I am a true hypoglycemic. That's all I count though.
Say I'm crazy and nuts for buying into this because that's how I felt for the first few months, but now that I am on the other side, I cannot believe how much it controlled every waking minute of my day. I way prefer this freedom. I way prefer being normal.
- 9/6/2015 11:33:22 AM