Hi everyone!
I started dieting on March 10 of this year. To date I have lost 129 pounds. I want to lose about 9 more to reach a weight that according to all the BMI's puts me in the "healthy" range. Right now everyone who sees me keeps telling me I can stop now, that if I lose anymore I will "blow away" and comments such as these. When I look in the mirror I look thin to me, I have flab in the belly area, underarms and thighs, but overall I look much much thinner (and much older as well).
During these 9 months I have not cheated once. I stayed on plan and worked out like a dog. I skipped birthday cake celebrations and Thanksgiving overeating and now Christmas snacking. I have stayed on course through it all. My resolve has been unrelenting.
The thing that has kept me going is the thought that once I loose the weight I can eat like a normal person. I can once again eat the things I loved from before (chocolate, ice cream, cheese and Chinese Food) and not have to restrict myself.
But now as I get close to "the end" I am getting scared. I still am that person I was when I started in the 300's. I still have moments when I think I could open a gallon of ice cream and eat it till it's gone. I still have feelings like I could lose control in a heartbeat and end up face down in a plate of something cheesy and fattening and full of butter. I am but a breath away from being that person again, 312 pounds and feeling full of self loathing.
So now I have to think about maintaining. And honestly I am scared to death. I desperately want to be able to eat like those people I see who go out and pig out and never gain an ounce, but I know thats not me. I am addicted to the scale (I weigh in every morning). I am obsessive beyond words when it comes to what I put in my mouth. I couldn't even take a bite of something offered to me at a recent Christmas party. My friend handed me a small bite (and I mean SMALL) of some sort of appetizer and said "Here have a taste of this" and I couldn't. I drank ice water all night cause there wasn't any "safe" foods there for me to have (Not a raw veggie one!).
So in looking ahead I see more of the same. I fear I will never have a healthy relationship with food. I fear I am either an overeater or an over-obsessor when it comes to food. I fear that there will never be a happy medium and that I am forever going to have to fight this battle.
I guess what I need to know from those of you who have been there is, does it ever change? Can we ever have a healthy relationship with food? Will I one day be able to have that moment of indulgence and still be able to get back on track and not head face first into a chocolatey binge? Or am I forever doomed to be counting every calorie and forgoing every little bite offered in order to not go back to where I came from?
I think the prospect of maintaining is much scarier then when I sat there in March and had the year of fat loss ahead of me. At least when I was dieting I had the loss to comfort and motivate me and keep me honest. Now all I will have is my own will to stay the same. I hope I have the strength.
Any advise you can pass my way to help me start this next journey would be most appreciated.
Kerry

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