I got my first diet book in junior high. I was always a normal size kid even kinda skinny, but when puberty hit, I grew to 5'3" and I ballooned up to 135 lbs (funny, now that's my goal weight). My mother panicked and took me to the doctor who promptly put me on diet pills, aka amphetamines, at 13 years old. When she found me cleaning my closet at 3:00 in the morning, she, again, promptly took me off of them. While I did lose weight and kept it off through my teenage years, without meaning to, the doctor and my mom started a pattern that would carry on throughout my life.
The starvation, binge pattern.
At it's worst, the starvation part, I would allow myself three meals...a week.
At it's worst, the binge part, I would eat until I was sick.
And so here I am.
As I get older, I find my story is not as unique, nor embarrassing, as I once thought.
And if health is of the mind and not the body, I guess it's important to examine the why, face it, and then, as my friend Angie Flynn told me over coffee recently.....
GET OVER IT!!!
So yesterday was tamale making day. A Christmas tradition for me. I knew I had to taste test, so I made it my free day for the week.
Good planning, because I did a lot of tasting!
So today it's back on track, tofu scramble for breakfast, and protein drinks for snacks. We have another party tonight, but I'm confident that I will make good choices.
Thank you My Release Plan, for teaching me how to plan.
It makes things so much easier!!
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