Well, I gained 3 pounds last month, but I am pretty sure (when I am rational) that this is actually because I have eaten 3 cans of macadamia nuts, 4 bags of Tostitos (I have no freaking idea how a bag is 1500 calories, they're just corn chips right, but the ones from Trader Joes aren't that fattening, I just wish they were as delicious) because I have fallen in love with Casa Sanchez fresh salsa, which I could eat on other things...and every gluten-free cupcake in the freaking city over the last month in my effort to assure myself that there will still be cupcakes, and mostly I am over that now, because the assuring thing was successful.
So I suspect I will not gain back every bit of the weight I lost, now that I no longer feel like I must eat ALL of the things just to personally verify that those things are there to be eaten.
It is almost certain that part of the reason I dropped 40 pounds over the last 4 years was celiac getting much, much worse, but I am also sure that is also due to my major change in my eating habits of not drinking 3-6 huge sugar sodas/sweet teas a day which started in 2007 or 2008. The exercise, well, that has varied.
But to answer your comment, it's almost 100% certain that the reason I got fat to begin with was 1) celiac and 2) poverty. When I was broke--I mean really really broke, not broke like I am now because I had money but I spent it all--I ate a lot of pasta and bread and matzah and tortillas and frequently made my own sauces starting with a flour roux. And that was when I got fat, because, shock and awe, if you eat food that you can't digest properly, you want to eat LOTS AND LOTS of it.
Celiac has played a huge role in my disordered eating. When I was a teenager, well, you know, if everything you eat makes you feel like shit...why eat?
And then as an adult, hungry all the freaking time because the worse it got the less nutrition I got. So yeah, I used to eat a lot. I was never one of those fat people who could say, I don't eat a lot really. I have one friend and she is really, really fat, but when we go out to eat together, she always wants just one drink and one sandwich and either fries or a salad. I am the one who wants appetizers and dessert! And yet I weigh less. (I hope she's not reading this, if you are honey, I love you, and I'm not trying to be obnoxious.)
And I am definitely able to eat less and be happy.
So I think I just need to watch the brainweasels. At least that's easier to do on a gluten-free diet. :D
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Date: 2011-02-10 09:25 am (UTC)Well, I gained 3 pounds last month, but I am pretty sure (when I am rational) that this is actually because I have eaten 3 cans of macadamia nuts, 4 bags of Tostitos (I have no freaking idea how a bag is 1500 calories, they're just corn chips right, but the ones from Trader Joes aren't that fattening, I just wish they were as delicious) because I have fallen in love with Casa Sanchez fresh salsa, which I could eat on other things...and every gluten-free cupcake in the freaking city over the last month in my effort to assure myself that there will still be cupcakes, and mostly I am over that now, because the assuring thing was successful.
So I suspect I will not gain back every bit of the weight I lost, now that I no longer feel like I must eat ALL of the things just to personally verify that those things are there to be eaten.
It is almost certain that part of the reason I dropped 40 pounds over the last 4 years was celiac getting much, much worse, but I am also sure that is also due to my major change in my eating habits of not drinking 3-6 huge sugar sodas/sweet teas a day which started in 2007 or 2008. The exercise, well, that has varied.
But to answer your comment, it's almost 100% certain that the reason I got fat to begin with was 1) celiac and 2) poverty. When I was broke--I mean really really broke, not broke like I am now because I had money but I spent it all--I ate a lot of pasta and bread and matzah and tortillas and frequently made my own sauces starting with a flour roux. And that was when I got fat, because, shock and awe, if you eat food that you can't digest properly, you want to eat LOTS AND LOTS of it.
Celiac has played a huge role in my disordered eating. When I was a teenager, well, you know, if everything you eat makes you feel like shit...why eat?
And then as an adult, hungry all the freaking time because the worse it got the less nutrition I got. So yeah, I used to eat a lot. I was never one of those fat people who could say, I don't eat a lot really. I have one friend and she is really, really fat, but when we go out to eat together, she always wants just one drink and one sandwich and either fries or a salad. I am the one who wants appetizers and dessert! And yet I weigh less. (I hope she's not reading this, if you are honey, I love you, and I'm not trying to be obnoxious.)
And I am definitely able to eat less and be happy.
So I think I just need to watch the brainweasels. At least that's easier to do on a gluten-free diet. :D