Good (hopefully better!) morning all! You know, it may sound counterintuitive, but
Onebyone ,I really appreciate what you've written. When I fall off the wagon the last thing I want to do is document it for other people to read, because I'm also operating under the perfectionist mentality. I want to eat perfectly on plan, I want to exercise every second I've planned out for it, I want to feel good all the time, and I want to be the one reassuring and helping other people when THEY fall off the wagon. I wonder if at the heart of it, it's a control issue? Anyway, I'm guessing more of us struggle with perfectionism here than not. And fall harder when we don't live up to our own inhuman standards. When we're doing everything "right", it's easy to feel good about ourselves. It occus to me that the healthy place between the extremes of diet perfection and out of control or mindless bingeing happens when we love ourselves regardless of our behavior. Somewhere along the way I decided I could earn more love and acceptance by doing more or better, and even though that's absolutely not true for my family, my husband, or my friends (who love me just because I'm me, imagine that) it's true for myself. I gotta learn to love me even when I eat unplanned dessert, don't manage to get that 3 mile run in. Or bomb a midterm. Or let my house get messy. Or don't make all the party food perfectly, from scratch. You get the idea. So thank you, and HUGE credit for posting what you did. The more I think about it the more I realize that I was paying lip service to it before but didn't understand what those extremes really mean. It's conditional love for yourself, which just isn't good enough.
Hey
Bill! Sounds like you're on the beginning of a real tear. Good for you!

Before you know it, you'll be dumping all kinds of crap you don't want in your body. It actually feels pretty good once you get into it. Like eating dark chocolate feels good once you get into it. Right,
Heidi? Every couple of months I like to clean out some area of my house that's become overrun with stuff I no longer want or need. I love that clean feeling. Perhaps we can apply the same thinking to our bodies!
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Hafowler, no need to "confess" to a thing! I'm in agreement with Heidi (I think it was Heidi - sorry if it was someone else who replied in kind!) I credit my insane schedule and never being home with forcing me to stick like glue to my plan. If I was home during the day, who knows how much I'd be eating? I'm not saying that I won't appreciate the extra time when I'm done with school (9 weeks now, but who's counting) but working from home is only an advantage if you're able to make it one. Which apparently you are. You go on with your bad self.
Off to the doc's (just a regular checkup.) I haven't had once since before I got pregnant, so here's to hoping that all my bloodwork comes back healthy, and I've got my pre-hypertension under control.
Happy Friday, everyone! Wendy, Onebyone, feel better soon! Like Bill said, it's all temporary. Truly and existentially. (Which reminds me - has anyone heard from Erika lately?)
Cheers,
Jeanie