I think I’m done with diets. I hope I’m done with diets. They’ve done me a lot of harm over the years and I’ve lost more weight and, more importantly, maintained the loss over the past year without one. I’ve also not restricted or fasted which is what diets tend to encourage me to do. This is especially true when I become involved with slimming clubs and am weighed by someone else who’s likely to deliver a lecture if I’ve gained weight and praise if I’ve lost. I’m a sucker for a simple ‘Well done!’
The more observant among you may remember that I signed up to WeightWatchers Online a while back. I wanted a ‘brake’ on my eating because I was enjoying my food and not paying attention to my portion sizes. I only used the site for a couple of weeks and have since cancelled my subscription. I do sometimes need that brake but, in future, I’m resolved to calorie count for a bit instead. There are plenty of free sites around which will allow one to do so.
The way I eat now is definitely not a diet. It is simply giving my body the food it runs best on. My mouth likes it. My brain likes it. My stomach likes it. My muscles (I do have some!) like it. I have energy and feel well. The alternative is to eat according to someone else’s prescription. We’re not all the same. What works for me might not work for you.
Now would be a good time to declare ‘No more diets. Ever.’ I can’t do that. Yet. Even saying ‘No more diets?’ is a little scary. Actually, it’s very scary. I’ve had issues around what I eat and what I weigh for a very long time. I’m not feeling very confident, to be honest. There’s something very comforting about using a prescription even if it is someone else’s. But I’m a 44 year old woman. I’m not a child who needs to be told to eat her greens or there will be no dessert. So, no more diets. For now.