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Day 2 of 25
’m embarrassed to admit, even to myself, that this is my 30th attempt in the last few months. Ironically, I never quit due to hunger or cravings, rather, it’s boredom or social pressure. I have 9 children and 10 grandchildren. At 49 years of age I am (still) a young grandma. I have plenty of energy and desire to keep up with all these wonderful kids- yet, shame keeps me from doing so.
Most of my life I’ve been tall and thin. I stand 5’ 8” and typically weighed 135-145. Yet, 4 years ago I underwent a complete hysterectomy and double mastectomy. I felt as if my womanhood had been stripped away overnight. Menopause set in with a vengeance.
I gained 25lbs. And even worse, I have developed a terrible binge eating disorder. It’s not uncommon for me to have a perfect keto day- all macros in check- then find myself eating an entire sleeve of Biscoff cookies at 11pm. And it doesn’t stop there… I have a terrible habit of telling myself that the damage is already done so I might as well enjoy all the forbidden treats. I hate that I have this lack of self control and self sabotaging behavior. I don’t want to have this volatile relationship with food. I want to respect my body and respect the food I feed it. I want to relearn my body’s cues and listen when I’m full. I want to take charge over boredom driving me to binge. I don’t want to perpetuate this all or nothing relationship with food. It’s ok to have one cookie! And I don’t need to eat them all right now because it’s ok to have one cookie tomorrow, too!
Of course I look forward to the weight loss, but my motivation is largely to relearn how to respect food. That may sound silly but I earnestly have a volatile love/hate relationship with food.
I am on day 2 of my fast and truly feel just fine. More than anything I am terrified of failing. Also, I will take my weight tomorrow. I have truly been too afraid. I’m afraid the number will cause me to feel defeated and give up.