The beast of carbs/crackers/"insert weakness here"
I'm going to post this knowing that I'll get the preditcable "My journey was just as hard" Or "that wasn't the case for me." I know everyone is different, equally as hard. I don't know how many disclaimers I need but this is just MY experience.
I decided to cut back on carbs to get a jump on my path to 170. I haven't been 170 in a super long time. I want to ultimately be 135 but short goals are the most motivating for me. Noticing my struggle and cravings around carbs lately, I decided to cut them back. OHEMGEE. That compulsion to eat carbs is not rational. It's odd and illogical and impulsive, based in extreme emotion.
I have to remind myself that I do not NEED crap food. I NEED fuel in the form of protein and veggies. I have to coach myself that the black hole of sadness that I feel when I deny myself something bad is an illusion, it's not real. While the feelings are real, the idea that the feeling goes away with the cracker is only termporal. It's some twisted part of the brain trying to trick me into self sabotage and giving into the impulse to "love" me by eating the cheezits. Love is not cheezits. Love is running for an hour or getting enough protein or the new shoes I love (I do support rewards and self babying just no longer with food). I choose (thank you to the OT *****inforced that in a prior thread) to eat healthy. I choose to be wise. I choose to fight the demon (or as happy says the monkey, Might start calling it the monkey..demon sounds so sinister)
I remember a commercial they had when I was a kid "You deserve a break today, at McDonalds." Where did they get the concept that we DESERVE to eat **** food? I'm fighting this battle and determined to win but being overly analytical, am very curious where it comes from for all of us. Having said that, I remember being a fat kid. I remember my parents leaving for extended periods and the nanny consoling me with food....cookies, tuna sandwhiches, cakes. I remember her patting my head and shoveling food in my mouth, murmuring that it would be OK, to stop crying. I remember my father wrapping huge oreo cookies for Christmas and giving them to me. I remember him bringing home some cereal (we lived abroad) and telling me "Look what I've brought you. You know why? Because I love you."
I'm wondering how many people that end up 100 lbs overweight have similiar experiences.
I decided to cut back on carbs to get a jump on my path to 170. I haven't been 170 in a super long time. I want to ultimately be 135 but short goals are the most motivating for me. Noticing my struggle and cravings around carbs lately, I decided to cut them back. OHEMGEE. That compulsion to eat carbs is not rational. It's odd and illogical and impulsive, based in extreme emotion.
I have to remind myself that I do not NEED crap food. I NEED fuel in the form of protein and veggies. I have to coach myself that the black hole of sadness that I feel when I deny myself something bad is an illusion, it's not real. While the feelings are real, the idea that the feeling goes away with the cracker is only termporal. It's some twisted part of the brain trying to trick me into self sabotage and giving into the impulse to "love" me by eating the cheezits. Love is not cheezits. Love is running for an hour or getting enough protein or the new shoes I love (I do support rewards and self babying just no longer with food). I choose (thank you to the OT *****inforced that in a prior thread) to eat healthy. I choose to be wise. I choose to fight the demon (or as happy says the monkey, Might start calling it the monkey..demon sounds so sinister)
I remember a commercial they had when I was a kid "You deserve a break today, at McDonalds." Where did they get the concept that we DESERVE to eat **** food? I'm fighting this battle and determined to win but being overly analytical, am very curious where it comes from for all of us. Having said that, I remember being a fat kid. I remember my parents leaving for extended periods and the nanny consoling me with food....cookies, tuna sandwhiches, cakes. I remember her patting my head and shoveling food in my mouth, murmuring that it would be OK, to stop crying. I remember my father wrapping huge oreo cookies for Christmas and giving them to me. I remember him bringing home some cereal (we lived abroad) and telling me "Look what I've brought you. You know why? Because I love you."
I'm wondering how many people that end up 100 lbs overweight have similiar experiences.
Tina
I busted out laughing at this post...literally. OMG I want to make up some kind of t-shirt to go along with the Love is not Cheez-Its and sell them!
HW: 475, Consult WT: 450.5 **Lost 63 lbs pre-op** SW: 387.5 M1: -31, M2:
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the real devil lies in wait for me in ther artisan bakery section at the local grocery store. In the form of a crusty exterior and soft and delectable interior waiting to be swabbed with butter. DAMN YOU BAGUETTE! I will quit you soon!
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my ex used to eat french horns. Pastry with white cream filling. They were so good. Not good enough to stay fat, though. When I was travelling a few months back, one of the hotels brought warm croissants already buttered with jelly on the side and fruit, omelletes, etc in the morning. They'd set it up beside the bed with hot coffee. I had one the first morning then the second morning by the third morning, I asked them to leave out the croissant and just bring me the eggs. I would get full on the croissant and skip the eggs. After the taboo of the croissant was satisfied, it wasn't so alluring.
I guess my point is things seem so good in theory but not so good in actuality. It's sort of like sex, i guess?
I guess my point is things seem so good in theory but not so good in actuality. It's sort of like sex, i guess?
I so needed to read this today. I am in the pits of self pity party with my brain telling me I will never have carbs again. That Mcdonalds is now only a memory. I have been depressed since my surgery on Wednesday. In reality I know that this was the only option left for me before I ended up beyond help for a 40 year old. Where does rational thought stop and irrational behavior begin when food is concerned? I think commercials are the demons helpers to self sabatog.
I remember as a child I too was given the "treat" to help sad times. I have managed to build up these food walls of comfort to protect me only to realize I have hurt me in the long run. I thank you for you sharing your experience. I just want to find that resolve to kick these blues to the curb.
I remember as a child I too was given the "treat" to help sad times. I have managed to build up these food walls of comfort to protect me only to realize I have hurt me in the long run. I thank you for you sharing your experience. I just want to find that resolve to kick these blues to the curb.
I worried about not being able to eat again after my surgery. Around month 3, I could eat whatever I wanted and in larger quantities than other patients. I could eat readily a cup or so of chili around month 4, a piece of pizza on vacation around month 4. For me, the sleeve helped but I had to battle my will and the urge to eat crap a LOT. I say this because some people say that their hunger wasn't bad and they couldn't eat a lot. I healed well and could eat and tolerated most everything.
The sad, panicy feeling you have will pass.You'll adjust and start feeling awesome about week 4 or 5. Week 6 can be like "OMG I'm losing!" Just hang in there and try to take it day by day. You actually can eat whatever you want in a few months. The trick is deciding not to. :)
The sad, panicy feeling you have will pass.You'll adjust and start feeling awesome about week 4 or 5. Week 6 can be like "OMG I'm losing!" Just hang in there and try to take it day by day. You actually can eat whatever you want in a few months. The trick is deciding not to. :)
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