I am well trained by my clinic. We don't use the word "restriction". If you say that word, you get a lecture on how you shouldn't feel restriction...how if the band is working as it's designed to work, you almost shouldn't know it's there, except that your hunger is controlled. And you know what? For the most part, I 100% agree with them, and here's why:
For the past I don't know how many months, I've thought my band was working fine. I wasn't hungry most of the time, and that's what it's supposed to be like, right? Not that I was measuring my one cup portions. Not that I was keeping track. I was just wandering into the kitchen and taking a bite of this and a bite of that, and finishing the little bit left on my kid's plates...and thinking "what am I doing wrong? Why am I not losing weight?" It's hard to be hungry when you're grazing all day long, right?
So...I started measuring and tracking (aka: following the stupid RULES). And guess what? I'm hungry. Not all the time...but more than every 4 hours. And so I've scheduled a fill, but I'm kicking myself, because if I'd been paying attention and doing what I was supposed to be doing, I could have been losing this whole time, instead of being basically plateauing for a year (although I can hardly call it a plateau, since I was clearly fucking it all up, and I guess I should thank my lucky stars that the plateau wasn't a gain!)
Anyway. THAT'S the revelation I had today. Oh, and by the way? I am kicking ass at weight loss in a way that I haven't since the early days of my band. I'm an idiot, but I'm finally getting it again. This IS going to happen...oh yeah it is.
(PS: my mother told me that she had to look twice at me in the drugstore the other day, because she wasn't sure it was me because my ass was so small. That's kind of huge. Not my ass. The compliment. You get it...)
(PPS: tonight I start rehearsals on my new play ["Looking" by Norm Foster]! It's hilarious, and I have to be on stage in workout clothes AND I have to make out with a dude whilst ripping our clothes off. So yeah...fear is motivating. Wish me leg breaking!)
First of all, you're awesome! I want to get back on track like you! Second of all...I'm so excited that you've been bitten by the Theatre bug! I wish I could travel to see you on stage!
ReplyDeleteI was in a play and I had to wear a negligee for an entire scene and hang out in bed with my husband, good times!
Break a leg!!
ReplyDeleteWooo clothes ripping off. Awesome!! Break a leg!
ReplyDeleteI totally agree with you that getting back on track and following the rules (duh Cat!!) has helped me begin to use my "tool" to it's potential again.
Oh good luck Gilly, you will kill them like you kill us with your humor and grace!
ReplyDeleteAwww! Jacquie! Have I told you lately that I love you? xo
DeleteNo 1. You're so awesome!!!
ReplyDeleteNo.2. I work at a theatre and live near you so Im totally coming to see your play sweat pants and all! email me details!!!
No.3. Norm Foster plays on our Theatre's baseball team.
No.4. Thanks for the advice - I will never say the 'R' word
and No.5. You're a star - break something!
Can't wait to watch you on the red carpet! And get the fill. It is about the one cup and or thinking of food.. I might just try Kale. Hmmmm, if you like it, maybe it isn't that bad.
ReplyDeleteThat was not thinking about food.
ReplyDeleteLeg breaking!
ReplyDeleteAnd I agree, completely. I get so frustrated when people say they don't feel their restriction. "I mean, I'm eating every 4 hours and STAYING full... but I don't FEEL restriction." Ugh.
Awesome and I can relate to all of it!!! Except being on a stage while ripping off some guys clothes. I mean we can't all be that lucky? Will there be video for those of us who'd like to live vicariously through you??
ReplyDeleteWell get on stage! Because the ripping off clothes with a hot co-star is FUN!!! I hope there will be a picture or two that I can post...it's been such fun so far!
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