Ok, I'm kind of losing it. I had lost about 16 pounds and now I've gained most or possibly all of it back. I really thought I had this weight thing licked back when I lost 110 pounds and totally changed my life. Pregnancy changed it right back, and my son is two but I still don't have it together. I was counting calories and it was working (because it always does) but I was miserable. I'm starting to get really really ANGRY that I have to count calories. I know that doesn't mean I should stop doing it, but I think if I'm ever going to have any kind of happiness I'm going to have to do things differently. I've tried the "intuitive eating" thing before and I just couldn't get it together. I always felt like my intuition was telling me to eat a big bag of Doritos and chase it with about six chocolate chip cookies. Obviously that wasn't my REAL intuition. I've never, my entire life, been seriously in touch with my body. No, I take that back. When I was in decent shape in 2007 and I was taking those nice long 10-mile runs and training for a half marathon, I was in touch with my body. But only during the runs and while I was training. I would come back from a long run and drink chocolate milk because my body wanted it. I didn't care how many calories it had -- it was what my body wanted and needed. It's so rare for me to eat or drink something for the real reason I'm supposed to eat or drink -- for nourishment!
I'm starting to ramble, so I'll cut this short. My new radical plan is simply this: even if it takes me a hundred years, I'm going to get in touch with my body and eat for the right reasons. I'm getting rid of my ticker and all my spreadsheets telling me every little pound I've lost and how far I am from my goal weight. I'm not going to weigh myself until some time in September, and then maybe only once a month after that. This could be a big mistake, or it could be the best thing I've ever done. I kind of feel like I HAVE to do it this way now.

