So much stuff there! I pulled out some things that simply hit home for one reason or another:
I know that I will never be 'normal' sized again
-I often feel this way. But the immediate reaction I have to that thought is: 'Of course, I can be as slim as I want. It is not impossible. Think of the rock star reference in a diet book I once read. How is it that rock stars, people who only sing and perform, always stay so svelte. Never gain weight. They are people like anyone else, with the same food issues. Yet they do not dare let those issues get the best of them because performing requires them to look a certain way. It's no accident that drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes take the place of food issues!'
Every day my father takes rat poison (Coumadin) ...
-My elderly friend takes coumadin, also. Tolerates it well. Is 84, which is around 10 years longer than the average life span for women in this country. For her, it's a blessing, not a curse.
So although I have already drastically reduced dairy in our lives, I'm not going to try anymore to keep it out.
-maybe drastically reducing something is enough. It SHOULD be enough.
Maybe if you accept that challenge it'll be easier for you to succeed and she could get inspired by that.
-I have never been able to diet given moral incentives.
..and she doesn't want what we have even if I do make it ...
Wow, is this every frustrating to me. At the moment, my kids are home for the holidays. I've loaded the kitchen with carbs for them, carbs they swear they love. Most of it will rot, untouched, while they dither on about what they are 'hungry for' at the moment. And meat? My son loves hamburgers and insists on cooking his own burgers. I bought the ground beef. He made the two burgers he wanted. Then the ground meat sat in the refrigerator for a week. I called husband while I was out shopping and told him, 'Throw out the ground beef. I'm buying new ground beef. The old beef is no good after 2 days in the fridge.'
Did husband throw out the beef? No. I had to. Did son get the message that ground beef has a very very short fridge life? Sort of; he commented that 'it was smelling kind of funky'. I'm the curator of the fridge. And nobody is happy about it. And nobody learns anything. And it's a horrible waste of money. And children are starving in Africa.
I think one problem I've had is that I spent some time learning to eat "a version" of low-carb that I found tasty and interesting and creative and that worked for me.
-I get a 'version' going that works for awhile, too. The trouble is, 'for the rest of your life' is a long time (if you're lucky) and at some point, something fails. How is it that Jennifer Aniston can eat the same boring low-carb lunch every day? Motivated by having to see yourself on camera a lot, having wardrobe people point out what is getting bigger and requires adjustment, watching people around you get slimmer, having money to pay a 'nutritionist to the stars', 'personal chef to the stars', anything 'to the stars'. Trying on dresses for awards ceremeonies and looking like crap if you're not a size 6.
I'm guessing it's harder to get to the point where 'something fails' if it's your career and your reputation. See 'Fat Actress', the series starring Kirstie Alley.
I once made crockpot chili verde and ate 4oz servings for 32 meals in a row, about 5 a day. Lost tons of weight fast.
-I was eating round steak and baked sweet potato for days on end. I couldn't stick to it, as much as I liked it. Life intrudes, you can 't live in a vacuum. At some point, it falls apart. Whether it's 32 meals later or 5 meals later. My favorite diet book, 'The Dieter's Dilemma', by William Bennet, says boring diets are one of the keys to successful weight loss; not the only key but one of them. I admire Judy NYC because she makes her diet fun; at least she enjoys cooking the things that work for her on the South Beach Diet. Weight Watchers goes to great lengths to make up recipes that work for their diet. However, when reading Judy's latest recipe, as delicious as it sounds, I realized I would eat the whole pot, not just the 1/6 of the pot that makes a serving.
except we don't have nearly enough exercise... opportunity, energy, inspiration, time, space, are all issues there,
-I exercise when I go to the Y. Otherwise, do I ever just go out in the yard and do something active? No. And I rarely see anyone else do that, either. Excepting raking leaves in the fall, the yard is an ornament to the house. This is bizarre. This is fact. In my town.
There's a video tape in my TV room that has the viewer walk in place in front of the TV. 2 miles, 5 miles, you name it. You don't go anywhere, no one sees you, you don't bother anyone, it's free, it's low-impact, it's private. It's
perfect! Am I using it? No. I bought my elderly friend a 'yoga from a chair for the elderly' DVD for Christmas. Will she use it? I doubt it.
I can lose weight slowly while she doesn't, but if anything she wants to eat as much or more than me. It is juggling two very different bodies WHILE trying to maintain lowcarb AND extensive food restrictions -- gluten I dealt with, but losing dairy via h&h/hard-cheese (just those two) was the last damned straw.
-this is the difference between the 'democratic' household I live in and the authoritarian household I grew up in. When I was growing up, I could express a preference but I got an answer about the limits we faced and how I had to
adjust to those limits. It very slowly sank in that what we had were money issues. We weren't rich, my mom wasn't a personal chef. She got what she could afford for the week and no more food came into the house. We lived on
that and we had to be happy with it - the point was, we should be happy with it. It was better than not having food come into the house for our meals to be prepared two or three times a day. So we should be glad and appreciate that.
I never got fat on that way of life. I also knew that when I had a job and a place of my own, I could eat anything I wanted. The reality after leaving home was that I starved - I couldn't afford food in college when I lived off campus. When I lived in the dorm, with unlimited servings of delicious food three times a day in the dorm cafeteria, I never wanted to leave the dorm or its food.
there is some kind of max tolerance or limit for these things, where the combination of time and circumstance finally drags you down.
-Yep, a lifetime is a long time.
But the minute I started trying to get ALL dairy out of our lives, it wiped out almost the entire tiny menu we had adapted to,...
- I don't think there's anything we eat in my house that doesn't pose the temptation of adding just a little bit (or a lot) of cheese.
I love cheese. I LOVE cheese. I want to build an entire meal around a piece of cheese - French, German, Italian, even American cheese (Vermont and Wisconsin but, really, any state produces something). I have tried to think of a cuisine that doesn't allow you to add cheeses to a dish - Asian cuisines would be the answer. I cooked Japanese food ONLY for a while and my family mutinied. I'm convinced that if I cooked and ate only Japanese cuisine, I would lose weight - for awhile. Then my problems controlling portion size would make me look like a sumo wrestler.
I feel like just crying that she is so chronically unhappy with the food choices. I can live with the sense of deprivation usually; but on her behalf it's another story.
-Food should just be fuel. That whole 'Eat to live' thing, as opposed to the 'Live to eat' thing. But it's not just fuel. You need it every day and it tastes good or it tastes bad.
It's a way to work out emotional issues, too, and on some level, you and your daughter plug into that big time.
-Also, at my house, this is the case. Husband and I use food that way (as did his father) - there is not a single thing we can't discuss or communicate and not use food as a proxy. There not any disagreement that can't be turned into or expressed with a 'food fight'. Right now, I'm on the low-carb wagon - he's on the 'I'll eat only what i want to eat the way I want to eat it' wagon. They don't blend.
maybe it was more the improvement in my u3:u6 ratio?
- I'm not using fitday anymore, nor am I logging all I eat. I reached my 'snapping point' with that. Instead, I'm spending a lot more time using Internet Explorer with nutritiondata.com. Looking at omega-3: omega-6 ratios (nutritiondata has that information), I find the foods that have more 3s than 6s and there are a TON of vegetables there. (Strangely enough, not tomatoes, not olives, not avocados...)
From reading other parts of your post, I can see that maybe I should just write down what I eat and my feelings of well-being, etc. I was starting to resent not the diary but the constant need to be at the computer.
But then when I tried to exclude all cheese.... AND still cook/eat several times a day for the kid, despite her hatred of our food... uh, my brain was working on wrapping around this but this is where I essentially hit the wall and fried. :-(
-Here's my dream: (it gives me some pleasure just to daydream about this!) I buy an old house on the beach and I open a 'spa' there. Women (can't handle the co-ed dieting thing) come for a weekend or a week or a month or
whatever and I get to be the authoritarian figure in their lives for a short time. I cook - and I make up the meals and the portions - and they get sun every day, walk on the beach (in groups, supervised) and log so many miles a day of walking. Take a yoga class in the morning to rev up for the day, lift weights before dinner, have a hypnosis session every other day. It' so ideal. It's so great. It's such a fantastic idea. It's wildly successful. It's never gonna happen.
One thing I know now is that I would go completely crazy dealing with disgruntled women who have all sorts of food issues. I'm not an authoritarian figure enough to handle that. They'd just leave. They'd find the food tasteless or too spicy. Not enough fat or too much fat. They'd complain that they pulled shoulder muscle while they sat in lotus position. They'd hide when they had to go for a walk.
Men would do the same thing (but it would take a while because they want to put up a 'manly front' first) if I had 'only men' sessions.
The thing is, you can't read minds and emotions and be that person for another person - they have to adore absolutely everything you cook and serve and crave the very seasoning you sprinkle on a piece of meat. They have to be entranced by what you serve - if the food is going to be what attracts them to the table. All these diets: The Hamptons Diet, the South Beach Diet, the whatever-locale-you-can-name Diet, they are palatable but what draws people to them is the magical promise of successful weight loss. Not unlike, say, the Cabbage Diet - which so many people have tried and it doesn't even TASTE that good.
Imagine my dream spa - me cooking delicious Japanese food, truly fresh and homemade stuff - and the women liking it for oh, say, two meals and then, phttt.
If I had a way of forcefeeding myself 100g of protein a day totally without regard to anything else in my life -- that did not require cooking time/effort/money/planning/cleaning, or protein powder which I find absolutely vile -- I think I would run into less 'issues' of 'everything else'.
-This is what I love about Whey concotions. That powder you buy and it makes a bland, fairly disgusting drink if made with just water (the quickest, simplest way to mix it) - it's packed with protein. Amazing. You can get it on
Amazon grocery - there are so many things you can get on Amazon grocery!
But it never, ever tastes good - I treat it like medicine.
That often "sheer exhaustion" contributes to anger, apathy, frustration, and poor choices,...
-When I did heavy resistance training twice a week (plus pilates once a week), I soon had the leg strenth to really move. Maybe my body was still heavy but boy, those muscles in my legs really carried my heavy body along with ease. So much so that I craved walking up hills and covering territory in my little town because it was such a pleasure to USE that muscle power. Getting to that point - it was a couple of months - was the hard part, the
working-against-my-psychological-resistance-to-exercise-part. But when I got to that point, it all took off, like a rocket.
I do the "things I know I should do" pretty much 24/7 every day every week every month,..
-This is what drives me crazy about the 'change this thing or things' diets. You can change something or some things, and then subtly, you adjust something else. To be back where you started. Like: give up coca-cola for a
year and lose 10 lbs. AS IF everything else just stayed the same.
This lowcarb forum is a huge resource for me and there are people here,
- I stay with this lowcarb forum even when I'm slipping off the path of low-carb. Why? Because I know WW is a resource (it's where I have my weight registered and where I listen to motivational talks) but I think low-carb is the
way for me to control my slow progress towards diabetes. I've been watching my fasting blood sugar climb over the years and I'm pretty sure that low-carb is the diet choice best for controlling or avoiding that disease. Right now,
my friend's mother is suffering the effects of her diabetes and I watched her develop the full-blown disease over the years. Always in denial, always on a 'diet' of sorts, always making an exception for the pastries in her life!
The smell of french fries are in the air if I so much as stand on my porch.
-When I worked at a KFC, in my youth, I moved around so much on the job and ate so much fried stuff and LOST weight. At home at night, bored in a small town, played cards until 3 a.m. with my best friend, nearly every single
night, eaing bags of potato chips. And STILL lost weight. Bored, boring food, even though it tasted good, we had little choice so it still was ultimately boring.
I cannot control what my 2 year old eats, much less a 13 year old. Make what you like. She can add something extra for herself.
- I had a lot more control over my two-year-old than my twenty-year-old. I control NOTHING. My 19-year-old is the same. They just go and you don't direct a thing.
It is not about you anymore, your demands are about ME, and about not caring about me, my energy, my work, my own eating issues which are affected by your demands or timing, or anything else.
-This is what I see in my 'democratic' household when the kids are home. Husband stands behind them and says, 'We can work it all out with give and take and sharing and being flexible, blah, blah, blah' and I have to say, 'Yeah,
but I'm doing all the work. How can that fact possibly escape you, given how all this is so free-flowing and relaxed and laid-back, etc.'! Bottom line: nobody, least of all husband, WANTS to work if someone else will do it.
If I had money for retail I would open an In-N-Out burger franchise...
-OK, that's a kind of spa.
People who have weight loss surgery, once they are unable to use food as a drug,...
-OMG, not being able to use food as a drug? The thought scares me. Really. I'd reach for a cigarette.
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