Thursday, April 27, 2006

Thoughts on Giving Up Dieting

It's been more than two years since I officially gave up dieting. They've been the most freeing two years of my life (um, okay, except for the part where I'm not allowed to go to the bathroom without at least one diapered escort -- but that has nothing to do with dieting).

Why, you might ask, would I do something so crazy as to give up dieting? Why would I decide to just "let myself go"? Here's why.

  • There is a ton of evidence that yo-yo dieting, and perhaps even weight loss in general, is worse for one's health than is just being fat. (See this post on Alas (a Blog) for just a taste of the truth.)
  • Diet after diet after diet after diet after diet, and the results were always the same: temporary weight loss followed by out-of-control binge-ing and horrible guilt and sometimes purging and eventually the regaining of the weight I had lost plus a good bit more. It was making me bigger.
  • The most unhealthy relationship I have ever had with food was when I was the closest I have ever been to my "ideal" weight. Yes, I was able maintain, at least for a few months, a weight of only five pounds above my "ideal" weight, but only if I a) restricted myself to a 1000 calorie a day diet, and b)exercised vigorously (high impact aerobics, jogging) for sixty to ninety minutes a day six days a week. The feelings of desperation I had when near a piece of cake back then are enough to remind me that what I was doing was NOT normal.

How has giving up dieting, America's favorite pastime, changed my life?

  • Now that I have given up dieting and legalized all foods, I no longer feel those out-of-control cravings for cake, donuts, etc. I have actually had to throw away sweets that went bad because I don't feel the need to eat them. That NEVER would have happened before.
  • Two years since giving up dieting, I am now able to enjoy salads without having flashbacks of starvation. I eat things like cucumbers and broccoli and black beans (You knew that was coming, didn't you?) because I love them, not because they are required diet fare.
  • I now eat when I am hungry, not when the diet book says I can eat, and not when I have some extra calories/points/fat grams/carbs to which I am entitled.
  • I am learning to recognize when I am full. I am learning to stop when my body says I've had enough, not when Weight Watchers/Dr. Phil/my father/the carb police say I have used up all my calories/points/fat grams/carbs.
  • I am finally able to separate issues of health from issues of weight and to choose fruits and veggies and whole grains because they taste good and are good for my body -- not because they might make me smaller.
  • My children are learning things that I didn't learn (or that I knew and forgot years ago?) until my thirties. At dinner the other day, my son said, "I'm not going to finish this strawberry because I'm full. My body is saying I had enough." He can stop mid-strawberry! One day I want to be that in tune with my body.
  • I move my body because it feels good to do so and because it's good for my health, not because it burns calories. I now know that I love to walk, practice yoga, play tennis, swim, dance, mow the yard, and garden. I used to do many of those things as a way to punish myself, not for fun.

Sure, I have a long way to go to undo the damage I've done to myself in a ridiculous quest to be something I'm not. I'm getting there. Despite being big and looking the farthest from "normal" I've ever looked, this is without a doubt the most normal I have ever been.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I give you kudos for that. I tried to give up dieting (you are right, dieting is as much a drug as anything you have to "give up") but had the opposite problem. I let all foods be legal and figured, ala geneen roth, that at first I would gorge on "forbidden" foods and then, as soon as I realized they were not forbidden anymore, I'd only eat them when I wanted and be able to stop. In 6 months of giving up dieting, I gained 15 lbs. At that point, I could have gone longer to see if this was a temporary condition but I didn't. I got back on the diet train. But oh I do wish it wasn't always on my mind!

Oh and Dr. Phil? Yech!

fluentsoul said...

Oh, yeah, I've definitely gained weight. I don't get weighed anymore, and there was a pregnancy thrown in there, too, so it's hard to say how much I've gained. But I do know that I am wearing the same clothes I wore this time last year. I wanted the pounds to just fall away, too, but eventually I left the Geneen Roth camp and went to the Overcoming Overeating camp, which says don't make weight loss the goal. Very scary initially.