Instead of assessing me and my body as an individual she pulled out a little wheel and asked me how tall I was. In fact ‘obese’ was the word she used with almost a puzzled look but stuck to her guns. If the wheel said I was obese I must be. The muscle I pack around, earned from a decade of massaging horses,wasn't worth anything to her nor was it worth anything to the dietitian she sent me to. If muscle burns more calories than fat, and weighs more than fat, then I felt this should have been a part of the assessment done by our fabulous health care system.
Pissed off and feeling little confused I set about dealing with my fat my own way, ignoring it and making excuses. This has worked for me for years because muscle does indeed burn more calories than fat and up until recently I've been using my muscle like crazy.
Brent and come to a life altering realization that has benefited our health on a day to day basis.
The first trip we took was in August of 2014. We spent a week on the West Coast soaking up the tranquility of the island. Brent, who has always been better at relaxing than I , immediately lost his appetite and was quite happy to just sit and be at peace. This was the day we learned that Brent's bad eating habits were stress related. Again I was still hungry and continued to consume, falling back on my muscle theory. Twice more we visited Haida Gwaii with every trip I learned a little more about relaxation. By the end of the third trip I too had lost my appetite finally feeling totally complete and relaxed.
This sense of inner peace however was fleeting and by the time reality was rearing it's ugly head again my stress level spiked and so did my appetite, this time with a vengeance. The more I tried to control these horrible hunger demons, the more stressed out I got and the more stressed out I got the hungrier I got. Then started the tears, and the horrible behavior, in fact I'm sure I owe a waitress at Denny's in Terrace an apology for my horrible spoiled brat behavior.
In past blog The Fat Connection, I wrote about how there are greater factors at play than just diet and exercise when trying to maintain a healthy weight. After that blog I was asked what I was doing to balance myself and fix these greater factors. The truth is at that point I didn’t know what exactly needed to be balanced in my life. I was worried I may be out of whack hormonally or have a nutritional imbalance. The truth is I just needed to learn to relax.
I’ve known now for two weeks what my imbalance is and although the scale says I may have lost 1lb , I find my tummy looking flatter in the mirror a little more every day. If nothing else learning to reduce stress by other means and not needing to rely on food to get through life emotional will bring many rewards even if the weight loss comes at a slow trickle.
Live Life To The Fullest,
Hi, I'm Cyndi Bird, hobby homesteader, aspiring writer, amature photographer, art and craft enthousiast and wanna be cook.