I have been in that situation so many times where I’m eating the “right” amount according to diet lore, but I’m not losing any weight, I’m suffering all the symptoms of being chronically underfed, but if I eat any more I gain. Now, admittedly, sometimes I gained because I was trying to maintain a weight that was too low. Your body will definitely fight you on that and win. But there were other times when I was well above what seems to be my natural set point and experiencing the same phenomenon. Can’t lose anything even eating according to the maths, can’t eat any less because I’m going crazy, 😜and if I eat any more I gain quickly. That is the epitome of diet hell, but it’s fixable! You just need to be willing to go ahead and eat more and gain, which terrified me beyond all reason. It was completely unacceptable and not going to happen, no way. Until it happened against my will and regardless of my intentions. At some point my body just overrode the stupid. Eventually, extreme hunger leads to expanding portions and bigger and more frequent lapses, even if you’re trying desperately to restrict. This is a GOOD thing! Once you’re consistently eating enough food, your metabolism comes out of the nosedive, weight gain stops, you’re maintaining or losing on a much higher intake, and you feel like a new person. I wish I’d had the guts to pursue that chain of events directly, but I never did. I went kicking and screaming, guilty and ashamed. It doesn’t have to be that way.
My irrational fear was that I would keep gaining and gaining forever, but my habits don’t support that and my body doesn’t want that. It’s not out to get me. It wants health and stability as much as I do, more so. I was the fool willing to sacrifice everything to lose five pounds or wear a smaller clothing size. My body was pursuing genuine health all along, in spite of me. These habits I have aren’t very complicated. They’re things like eating when I’m hungry and stopping when I’m totally satisfied. Being more mindful and present, especially when I’m eating. Sleeping when I’m tired. Moving for fun. Feeling feelings. Living my values.
Radical, right? Reckless? Or maybe it makes all the sense in the world.