I have been trying to lose weight for as long as I can remember. There were times when I was more serious than others. I have had my ups and downs both on the scale and emotionally. There have been many times when I have said to myself: "Why can't you just stick to your plan and quit being a lazy turd?" (I don't always have positive self talk.)
I thought if I could just stick to 'X' number of calories. Or 'X' number of points. If I could only get more serious about exercise. If I could only eat a magical ratio of carbs/fat/protein. If I could only be better in the evenings. If I could only be better on the weekends. If I could only give up booze or give up cheese. If only I had more will power. If only I had more self control.
If only... If only... None of these thoughts have helped me. For a while I thought: "well, if I can't stick to 'plan' then maybe it is the wrong plan."
I've known for quite a while that I am an emotional eater... but the last month has really made it glaringly obviously how MUCH of an emotional eater I am. I can avoid sweets. I can eat my veggies. I don't usually care about soda. I don't eat fast food. I hate french fries and potato chips. Since I discovered dark chocolate, Halloween candy no longer tickles my fancy. I don't have money to eat out often. So MANY things that would be triggers for others just aren't there for me.
So shouldn't this be easy? Shouldn't I be thin by now? The problem comes when I have an evening home alone. When I have anxiety I don't know how to deal with. When it is cold and dark out and I want to eat something hot and cheesy. When it is a gathering of friends and there are snacks and drinks. When I want to treat myself. When I want to relax. ALL emotional triggers.
My resolution this year... I am ditching the bad self talk. I know what 1600 - 1800 calories looks, tastes and feels like. I know I should eat my veggies everyday... and I even LIKE eating veggies. I prefer quinoa and barley over rice and pasta. BUT MY RESOLUTION is to learn how to deal with my emotions without using food. To learn to eat and enjoy food when I am hungry, but to turn elsewhere when I am anxious or lonely.
I found my binding machine and have been putting together my own journals. I will write in them. I have been cleaning out my "craft room" in my basement to put my treadmill and yoga mat and a table to sit and write at... to build my own sanctuary.
I will not eat if I am not hungry. I will not snack on popcorn in the evenings JUST because I want to snack... I will only eat it if I am ACTUALLY hungry.
Why do I write all this? I guess I am hoping someone else is in the same boat as me. Someone else who has come to realize, for them, it doesn't seem to be only about the calorie counting, but rather also about eating based on INTERNAL HUNGER queues and not EXTERNAL or emotional queues.
And so begins a new year... and a new approach. I will get over this. I will heal myself from the inside out.


Columbus is a nice town.