It is a tempting vision though. I imagine myself as a
healthy eating super-hero, who knows intuitively the perfect food for my body
at any given moment, and more importantly, who is immune to the allure of the
gooey, cheesy, chocolaty devils that perpetually plague we women of a certain
weight. If it sounds too good to be true, that’s probably because it is. For just
as every Superman must have his kryptonite, the substance against which he is
powerless, so must every Diet Wonder Woman have her double-fudge brownie
sundae. But no matter, I am no super-hero. I’m just a girl who used to be fat
and who has somehow managed to fool Mother Nature for about five years now.
Here’s a question. If all of this did get easier, would my
life be better? Would I be happier? Or would I just find something else to get
all worked up about? I sometimes think that I’m not really obsessed with food,
but rather, I’m obsessed with being obsessed with something. I may have
replaced worrying about my ever increasing weight with worrying about why it is
that I can’t go to a business seminar without being assaulted by copious
amounts of bread and macaroni salad at lunch. What if I stopped expecting my
eating life to be a cinch and adopted a more detached stance? As in, oh look, someone
at work brought in brownies. Again. How interesting.
What if this is all about entitlement? I was reading Debby’s
post the other day about counting as it relates to food intake and it
struck me like a thunderbolt. You see, if I get to the end of the day and
realize that I haven’t eaten everything I’m allowed to eat, I make sure I eat
whatever is missing, whether I’m hungry or not. Because I can. Because I’m
entitled to eat it. Because it’s not right if I get less than I’m allotted. It’s
almost like I’m six again and raging because I think one of my little brothers
got a bigger piece of cake. How dare they get a larger slice! It’s not fair I
tell you! Not fair at all!
It all comes back to this, doesn’t it? On the outside, I may
look like a competent adult who’s got her act together, yet that’s not quite a complete
picture. It’s true that I hold down a responsible job. And I own a house, I
vote, I pay my taxes and do all those other things that grown-ups are wont to do.
But perhaps I’m still that little girl who is pissed because she suspects she might
have gotten a raw deal. She just wanted her cake and size ten pants too. Is
that too much to ask?
The main thing I’ve learned in the last five years is that
nothing is what it seems. You think it’s just about learning how to eat better,
how to take care of your body better, and suddenly you find your entire psyche
up for grabs. Not easy. Not even close.
Hey, is there a super-hero in the house?
Take heart, Sandy. After decades of Superman/Batman flawlessness over at DC, Stan Lee's creation of the imperfect, and therefore much more relatable, superhero for Marvel beginning in the early 60's (and still resonating today) was a seminal event that started with the Fantastic Four, then Spiderman, and continued with a string of other now-familiar heroes, all with human flaws and issues. (Batman has some serious personal issues too, but he's always so frustratingly stoic about it.) Flawed heroes rock!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad that flawed heroes rock. It gives me hope...
Deleteyours is the third post I have read talking about this general topic. And, I find these posts very interesting.
ReplyDeleteI think I understand what you all are saying, but I do not experience it myself.
The junk/non-food/quantity of food that is out there does not really feel like it has anything to do with me. I don't feel I am missing out on anything. I don't feel limited. The habits of the rest of the country, do not feel like they have anything to do with me. I feel like I am on a very separate path and have NO desire to be on their path (in a lot of ways).
I can't tell you why this is. But I do feel differently.
You are so fortunate to feel that way. I'm not saying that makes it easy for you, but it's one less thing to deal with. Did you always feel that way or did it happen later? I'm really curious.
DeleteI was the queen of junk at one point.
ReplyDeleteEarly on in my process, I used to play the shopping cart game with myself - shopping and then pulling cart over to the side of an aisle and going through it piece by piece and seeing what was really food and what was junkish.
I retrained my brain.
I eat mostly whole foods. And I have turned into a sort of a food snob.
It is not that I want it and can't have it. It is more that I eat for nutrition.
ONE HUGE ADVANTAGE I have is I discovered I have a whole host of secondary conditions set off by non-whole foods.
So, in switching to whole foods and eating carefully, I got rid of migraines, GI trouble, night sweats, acne, joint issues, asthma/allergy issues, dizzy problems, etc.
I don't want any of those things back as much as I do not want the fat back.