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September 27, 2013 at 12:26 pm in reply to: Up three dress sizes, and about to go completely mental! #12873
I’m with you, homepearle, in not wanting to go back to the terrible symptoms. And I feel you, Eight2Fourteen, with wanting to just have your body back. Did you refeed to heal health problems? If you were healthy to begin with, you might not have needed to. Did you refeed for all 8 months? Is that how long you really needed? Some people do, some need less, some more.
There used to be a testimonials page on the site, where several people stated that they lost weight eating the food. But I think the typical waiting period is 18-36 months to get to the size your body wants to be. It might take a while.
If you don’t have any health issues now and your temps are up, you feel good (other than being frustrated), you should maybe just eat to appetite now. Listen to what your body wants you to eat. I only did the refeeding for about 4 weeks in April and I’m alright as long as I completely sate my appetite (which means adding salt to my mother’s cooking :P). I gained about 7 inches on my waist (about 3 sizes) but have dropped 1-2 inches on my belly since the end of April. So it’s really slow going, but it’ll happen.
Do you get enough sleep? Engage in fun activities? It took me a while to get comfortable enough in my new, bigger body to feel like I could leave the house, but doing things that you love helps to shrink the self-consciousness. Also, being happy is a great weight-loss tool. :)
I hope we all see some good changes soon.
It started when I began college. I had purple hair and was really lean and healthy, so hey, why not skip dinner most nights and get skinnier? Flash forward to sophomore year, eating out of a 5 lb bag of gummy bears after griping about how unhealthy the cafeteria food was.
Last year was the first time I ever formally dieted, although I spent seven solid years undereating and over exercising trying to not be fat, and having my weight fluctuate every time I was stressed out. The thing is, I’m 5’4″ and I started dieting last year at 132 lbs. WTF.
So last summer I would net 1200 calories most days, and would do crazy things like a day of farm work followed by mowing the lawn, then for the rest of the week run, do yoga, and practice martial arts. I had little time for much except exercising and managing the various family crises that occurred.
So in the last eight years of food madness I gave myself IBS, and intolerance to nuts, food anxiety, and a seriously pompous attitude about “being healthy.” to say I was a frigid bitch is not an overstatement.
I refed in April and am still giving myself license to take indefensible amounts of naps, and I still need to make myself eat frequently to avoid an IBS episode or blood sugar crash. I’m overweight-ish but really not all that fat… I only put on 20 pounds since last year. I’m glad that I learned through all of this to listen to myself again and value my body, my time and my desires (to create).
Some days, though, I wish I had a DeLorean from Dr. Emmett Brown so I could go back to last year and bitch slap my skinny self.
Pancakes, yo. Pancakes are my intuitive cooking breakfast go-to.
I start with basics and then tweak or add stuff…. Always milk, yogurt, whole grain flour, baking soda, baking powder, eggs, a little sugar and a pinch of salt… Then I spill in chocolate chips, blueberries, dried fruit, whatever. They’re good leftover for PB or cream cheese sandwiches, or a snack anytime.
I make a big pitcher of pancake batter and leave it in the fridge for breakfast all week. Slightly sweet (and BUTTERY) starches and fruit smoothies are my breakfast saviors post-refeed.
Dude, just knowing that it’s not unusual at this stage of the game is all I need. I’ll go back and look at DR2 again. I’m really not surprised about it since it used to happen in high school, but this time it’s not being indirectly addressed with undereating or absurd amounts of exercise. Thank you!