And I've maintained for over a year. As you can see in my signature, I reached goal weight on June 14th of last year. I can honestly say that I have not stepped outside of my maintenance range by any significant amount for a year! There were a few times when I bounced around in the 123-125 range, and twice I saw 132 on the scale which made me furious. But just twice, and never higher than that. I was never in the "unacceptable" range on either side. I never went more than about two weeks without weighing. I weighed in and recorded my Monday weight every single week. This week it was 127.4lbs, and I'm 126.2lbs today. I honestly have to say that I'm quite pleased with myself. Maintaining has proved to be significantly more challenging than losing (after the initial motivational kick in the butt to start weight loss), so I have to pat myself on the back for reaching the one year mark. A lot happened in this year too. My then-fiance came back from Iraq, I graduated college, I got married, I moved to a new state, struggled with bouts of binges/restriction, my husband and I had to work out some serious issues, we found out he's going to Afghanistan soon, I went on vacations, etc etc. Lots of excitement, lots of stress, and I managed to stay afloat. Sometimes I was comfortably treading water, sometimes I was thrashing around just to keep my head above the waves.
Perhaps the hardest part of maintaining is it's boring. That's a pessimistic word, but it is. Even with a few obstacles, weight loss was thrilling. There was active change and visual transformation. The first few months of maintenance were fun because I was so excited about my new body and living the life of a thin person for the first time. But after awhile, it just gets old. The "new toy" excitement of my thin body has worn off. Just another day of calorie counting. Just another day in the same body. Just another day of desperately wanting to eat pizza/chocolate/cookies/Chinese/etc etc etc, and one more day of fighting off the cravings. I eat delicious satisfying foods and have learned lots of interesting recipes, but not a day goes that I wish I could eat the foods I used to eat. And not just the foods I used to eat, but how I used to eat. I miss eating whatever and whenever and however much I wanted. Not worrying about calories. Not feeling guilty. I know some people who have lost weight lose the desire to eat mass quantities of junk food (or at least they say they do), but not me. If I could eat without gaining weight, I'd eat great volumes of junk food, lol. It's frustrating and unfortunate that I have to fight the urge to binge every single day, but I made the decision that being thin with cravings is a better option than being fat with yummy food. But to be entirely honest, I'm resentful and angry and sad that I can't eat "normally" anymore. Though as I said, living the live with the body that I want, that I always wanted, makes it worth it.
My mantra still is, as it has been from the beginning, one day at a time. I won't promise myself that I'll be 125lbs tomorrow or this time next year or in five years. I also can't take back a binge from the day before. All I can do is control what I do and eat today. That gives me both power and humility and puts the magnitude of my challenge into a perspective that I can accept and manage.
So here's to a year...I pat myself on the back.



Partly because I know it IS possible to have all those foods you mention and still maintain and even lose weight. I find it sad that so many folk have this ALL or NOTHING mentality...
AND...I don't call it bingeing or disordered eating, or no clinical name...it's just that I want to feel a FULL belly...I miss that FULL feeling every now and again...and also I miss eating to my heart's content (even if pass out on the couch immediately following).
At least I pass out with a smile on my face, wake up, go run 5 miles and forget about it...NEW DAY!
on your maintenance success. The middle part of your post, when you talk about how you wish you could still eat like you used to, made me think about a joke I heard a long time ago:

