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"Diet" is a four-letter word
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I cannot diet. I never have been able to--the minute I impose restrictions on what I can eat, or how much, I immediately have cravings I am unable to beat. It's been this way for years and years and the only way I was able to maintain my weight (high though it was) was to throw off the chains of self-denial.
Well, I thought all that was behind me since now I have my lovely band to help control the impulses to eat whatever and whenever. And for a year I've been doing great, listening to my body and its cues and losing weight steadily at a great pace. I haven't been giving myself goals to meet or placing restrictions on myself, because that has never worked for me in the past.
Well, next week is my bandiversary and I thought it would be wonderful to try to hit 250 by that day. So the other day I told myself "be good, no carbs, blah, blah, blah, blah" -- I sang that song we are all so familiar with.
And guess what happened? Suddenly the ability to say "no thanks" disappeared completely. I had TWO huge servings of ice cream on Friday, and a monster oatmeal cookie yesterday plus the ice cream that I swore to resist this week. We were at a gourmet supermarket yesterday where lots of cool samples were on offer, and normally it would have been easy to pass them up. But the very fact that I'd TOLD myself to made it impossible to resist.
The concept of self-sabotage doesn't exist if you don't place rules and goals on yourself. You can't let yourself down because you're only living your life. But now I feel guilty and angry because I know I won't get meet that silly "goal" I set for next week, and all of this is for literally no reason at all.
I'm letting go of it now. Back to not DIETING, back to just living the banded life. This experiment with goal-setting has scared me, dipping my toes into the pool of self-imposed limits that only exist to be broken has only shown me that THIS is what has always made it impossible for me to lose weight in the past.
But being banded takes away my physical hunger, so if I can remove the mental obstacles I'm really on my way. I've just learned without question that dieting is my worst enemy. Thank goodness it only took two days for me to realize that!