“Everything in moderation” is complete crap.
You know it’s true.
The people that tout this as the key to their successful weight loss/maintenance are full of shit. Either they have impeccably good genes or they starve themselves all day to “indulge” in that margarita or cheesecake for dessert (there are quite a few bloggers guilty of this actually).
I do not have good genes. I also do not have the willpower to have just one bite of dessert or just one cookie out of the box of oreos.
“Just one” of something usually equates to “just one” extra pound of fat for me.
And dammit, I don’t have the fortitude to starve myself. I could never be anorexic. I just like food too much.
Here I am on Day 6 of my Operation Healthy thing (I don’t really have a name for it but I hate the word “diet” as referring to cutting back calories for a specified length of time to achieve weight loss so “thing” will have to do for now) and I am struggling.
I have never had a problem with working out. In fact, I have been known to overtrain in the past. I have worked out 4 times this week with the intention of working out again today.
It’s glorious, delicious, mouth-watering food that is the problem. I have a raging sweet tooth that takes over my entire brain when I need a fix.
Case in point last night. I have absolutely NO sweets in my house…except for some chocolate chips I use for baking. After dinner last night, I could NOT stop thinking about the half bag of chocolate chips sitting in my pantry. After an hour of continuous day dreaming about those chips, I broke down and melted some to eat straight out of a bowl. I didn’t really eat all that much, maybe 1/4 of the bag (it was a smaller bag). Maybe 300 calories worth. Still I was overwhelmed with guilt afterward that I wasn’t strong enough to resist.
Some others would have been able to resist completely. Some would have just had a few chips out of the bag. Moderation is not for me.
I don’t even know what it means to have something in moderation. I am an all-or-nothing kind of girl.
Knowing this, I threw out the rest of the bag, as well as the last sleeve of saltine crackers (another trigger food for me, I can eat a whole 700 calorie sleeve in one sitting easily). At least now they aren’t there to tempt me.
In this healthy endeavor of mine, I have vowed to limit my sugar intake as much as possible, give up alcohol completely (because again, I can’t just stop at one drink, I’m kind of a boozehound), and eliminate as much processed food as possible.
I know I’m still in the first week of trying to eat the way I know I should and it will get easier as time goes on and I will crave sugar and fatty foods less and less. Until then, there will be no having “just one” for me.
Call it disordered eating, call it common sense, call it whatever you want, but the truth is that moderation does not work for everyone, and it does not work for me. If I want to cut back on something, I have to eliminate it completely or only have limited quantities presented to me to be able to keep myself from binging.
Does moderation work for you?