I have been pretty busy and getting to a real computer is very hard to do. Blogging from my phone is next to impossible but I do post at least once a day on my Facebook Page (just click those words and you to can "like" it and see sweaty mess photos and what I ate that day and whatever else pops in my head).
So since the Mud Run at the end of June I have done a Firecracker 5k (July 4th) in Corunna, MI. It is right next to where I grew up and it is a baby race. This is the 3rd year it has been put on and since most of my family is involved with the events going on that day (including a parade, car show, historical village tours, bounce houses and much more) it was really a great race. The temps were 100+ so for me it was just completing the 3 miles under an hour again. Heat really messes with endurance so I never think too much on my times during these hot ones. That being said, with Losing It Daddy by my side, we did it in 48 min. Along the way my Uncle Tim was pointing people to where they needed to go and my Aunt Merilee, "Aunt" Susan, and many other family and friends were at the end. The day was also full of bouncing in the bounce house, visiting grandparents at the historical school (giving the boys a lesson in 1900 punishments of the Dunce timeout, nose on chalk board and cleaning erasers), and pool time (or heaven time as the temps were killer). We didn't stay for fireworks since the children had a long day and I was in bed before 10 pm.
Since then I have been doing the Lose A Marathon Challenge and doing quite well. According to my scale (which we all know is not the most accurate thing in the world) I started at 215 and as of Monday July 16th, 2012 it read 207.5. We entered into week 5 so I feel I am pretty well on track for losing 26.2 lbs in 13 weeks.
Along with the main challenge, each week a mini challenge is issued. To be quite honest I have been reading them and following the half-assed. I start out well but by Tuesday evening I throw in the towel. This week, however, I have been following the challenge pretty well. It truly is a challenge since it is something that I have feared for the past 12 years. We are to photograph everything we eat/drink and post it on Facebook (or just to share it with others). For some people they may just use the challenge to be accountable for what they eat but for me it is a real eye opener to how/why I gained so much weight.
Looking back I can see how it all happened. I don't know the exact trigger since I don't remember having an issue with it as a kid, but as an adult I would hide all the things I ate. I started eating cream horns in the dark while I watched tv. I didn't even want to see what I was eating (or how much). Then I tried to do the Slim Fast plan but was embarrassed that I was drinking them so I would drink them when no one was looking. I don't really know what embarrassed me about them, I guess it was that I was admitting I could not eat properly and needed help. Of course the fact that I was ashamed of needing help, it didn't last long.
A few years later (and now 60 extra lbs) I would leave work and go hit "fast food row" on my lunch break. It wasn't uncommon for me to stop and get a slushy from White Castle, Whopper from Burger King, fries from McDonalds and a taco from Taco Bell (yes I am sick even writing about it). I would hide the bags from one place to the next so the person working the drive thru wouldn't see I had already got something from somewhere else. Then I would find a park and eat as fast as I could so I could get back without anyone seeing all the crap I was eating.
When I was pregnant I would use the excuse of the growing child to also binge on food but still would not really eat in front of many people. I added 100 lbs from 1999 to 2012 most of which I did without letting myself actually see what I was eating. Sugar and fat became my drug of choice. I hid it like I was hiding the fact that I was shooting up (I really WASN'T using, but making the comparison). The more I ate the less satisfied I was with my fix that I would up the ante. Losing It Daddy and I would have competitions with our food, stating we would not let it defeat us. The Taco Box was our favorite challenge, each eating 6 tacos from Taco Bell. Then we would also eat a king size candy bar. Trust me we felt like hell after and it really wasn't the accomplishment I wanted to broadcast.
Even on the 4th of July this year I felt the need to justify my heaping plate to people I walked by. They were family and knew I had 3 hungry boys waiting for me at the table but I still had to inform people as I walked by I wasn't really eating the two hot dogs and mac and cheese I had on my plate. I know that they were all family and friends and no one would ever think or say anything but I still felt like the "fat" girl carrying the obvious reason for why I was fat.
Another reason that this is such a challenge is because I still doubt that I am eating in a healthy way. There are so many ways to eat now a days with vegan, vegetarian, paleo, clean, atkins, etc that I always fear having someone look at my meals and cringe. I like food, all kinds, and could not see myself leaving anything out. That could be a cupcake or a big bowl of brussle sprouts (yes I truly love them). I try to keep each meal with at least a serving of fruit and vegetables, a carb, and a protein. I also aim to keep the dairy down to 2-3 servings a day (I blame my mom who drank up to a gallon of milk a day when she was pregnant with me for my love of dairy). Yet with all that I know that someone out there will look at something and tell me how I am doing it wrong and they know why I am not losing weight.
So with all that I have embraced this challenge and started photographing my meals. I am posting everyday on my Facebook Page a collage of that days meals and hoping to make sure I have all those food groups. I will admit that yesterday I added carrots to my dinner because I didn't have anything from the fruit/veggie category on my plate. They were really good too and kept me from snacking before bed.
I hope that if you can relate to this story at all you have found the reason for the binge eating or have started to look at how/why you eat the way you do. It is a daily struggle and you are not alone.
The saying is weight loss is 30% in the gym and 70% in the kitchen. I have the gym part down now to work on the kitchen, daily.
Losing It Momma
I totally used to eat in the car. I would get a large fry and quarter pounder from McDonald's, jalapeno poppers from Jack in the Box and then hit up Taco Bell for a steak quesadilla and two meximelts minus the beef. I did that at least three times a week. I would also hide the bags from the attendants and - from my husband. I would eat most of it in the car and then throw the bags in the dumpster of my apartment complex before coming in so I could easily hide the evidence of my binge. I now can't believe I ever ate that much and feel so happy that I'm not a binger anymore and that I have (for the most part) healthy portions. It's a viscous cycle - the binging and the guilt associated with it.
ReplyDeleteYes - a part I left out was I would always pay with cash and make sure I got rid of the evidence before my husband at the time would see it. He met me at 135 lbs and I slowly gained. Losing It Daddy and I, however met when I was 190 lbs so I felt more comfortable with him see me eat so unhealthy, but I still hid some things from him. I would air out my car or make sure I ate fast food when he wasn't home so he wouldn't smell it on me.
ReplyDeleteI still have times where I just go crazy and eat half a pizza because I don't want to get a box to put it away for a few slices, but those days are few and far between. We will see how I do after Sunday when I will be on the road with Losing It Sib Shawn for the Color Run. I am thinking of a sit down restaurant where I can make a a few better choices and not feel ashamed of eating around other (strangers) people.
Thank you for your comment. I know I am not alone but it helps to hear others stories.
I've never been a "take it on the road" binger. I'm more a "eat it all at my desk" binger. A whole box of cookies, a can of cake frosting, a box of cake mix. I've done the hiding thing, though. I used to hide the box of cake mix I'd sneak from the cabinet when I was a kid.
ReplyDeleteI might have been more mobile, but I'd been without a driver's license for a good portion of my early twenties and then diagnosed with Celiac disease, which definitely limits where you get to binge (but not how much you can stuff away, unfortunately.)
I've actually gone to therapy for the binging, because it seemed that I wasn't able to do it on my own. Moving away from all of my friends and going to college this fall was really, really hard on me and I swear my first two months of therapy here were nothing more than helping to stop the bad habits that had come out of the closet, that I thought I had taken care of.
I actually haven't been able to force myself to photograph my meals this week. Not because I've been making poor choices, but because focusing too much on the food can flip that switch in my brain that makes me binge. Tracking food intake can be hard enough for me sometimes, I'm not sure I want to make it worse. So congratulations for you!