August 12th, 2004
|12:39 pm - I'm starving ...|
I'm literally starving. I've been trying to stay under 1200 calories a day, thinking that that was what I needed to maintain my weight and not gain. Sometimes that ends up being around 700 or 800 calories a day, and sometimes (like this weekend at the water park, in which I ate no less than two hamburgers, two footlong hot dogs, and four cookies) up to 2,000+, but normally around 1000 or so.
Had the metabolism test again today, and I'm up from a BMR of 1270 to 1370. Plus, at my daily activity level (not much and not counting any working out I do), I need like 1700 calories a day just to stay the same weight. Then there's the whole treadmill and weight training thing, which probably takes it up even more.
No wonder I'm hungry and feeling like crap.
So, now that I know that, I'm not sure what to do about it.
Okay, "Eat more," yeah. Only ... it's really tempting to just go and lose more weight. You know, just a little more. Maybe get down under 130. Maybe just to 125 or so. It's only a few pounds, you know, and wouldn't that be cool -- for me, the chubby girl, to weigh 125? Yeah. That'd be cool. Or maybe just a few more than that, and get down to 118 which is actually technically underweight. It's not that much less than 125, and how cool would THAT be? To actually be UNDERWEIGHT after all those years of seeing "Obese white female" in my medical charts, and listening to the doctor telling me I should just eat under 1,000 calories a day.
I have this vision in my head of people begging me to eat because I'm too thin. And I could eat anything I wanted because it would be okay if I gained weight. I could live on chocolate and Doritos and ice cream and sushi. That would rock. That would be the coolest thing ever.
I know that's not right. That's not right at all. It wouldn't be the coolest thing ever, and would end up with me feeling like total shit every day.
It's really, really tempting though. I barely recognize my own body these days. There are bones and tendons and muscle-type things that I didn't even know were under there. And I start to think, "Hey, what else is under there?" And I start really wanting to find out, and just take it a little more, just a little more down.
Sometimes it's a bad deal, having to live inside my head. Sometimes it's a really bad deal.
*hugs* Hang in there mrsv.
Remember what you said to me about body image!!
You are beautiful!! Don't give into the voices in your head.
Thanks, babe. But, see the problem isn't that I can't see myself as attractive, or that I feel I need to be thinner to be worth something. The problem is that it's almost a challenge now. Just to see how far I can take it. Beating my own record, that kind of thing. I don't honestly know where it's coming from, because I do look great to myself most of the time.
I mean, not to be vain -- it's taken a lot of practice to make me look great to myself, and I do have to do the squinty eye thing a lot of the time, but still. That's not entirely it...
You can't do chocolate in moderation.
Or ice cream.
Because -- I mean -- what's the point of that? :-)
I want an entire BOX of ReeseStix!
I want GIANT bowls of ice cream smothered in Magic Shell and caramel sauce! And maybe little sprinkley things.
I want All-You-Can-Eat Sushi!
I've never been good at the moderation thing. It's like all or nothing. It's a character flaw, I know.
*hugs* you can do it!
And being underweight sucks. Trust me on that. I was 10 pounds underweight at the end of my freshman year of college. 10 pounds may not seem like a lot, but I'm a little girlie.
I was sick most of that entire summer. Migraines. Fatigue. Lack of energy. I specifically remember going for a bike ride with a friend and needing to stop because my stomach decided it didn't like my lunch, and up it came. It took me TWO YEARS to get back to a 'healthy' weight. I never want to be in that place again.
listen to zoot, and most importantly, listen to your body. *mojo*
Thanks, kat. Yeah, I was doing really well for awhile, but while I am kind of enjoying being the size I am now, clothes that I really like don't fit anymore, and I just haven't felt well this week. Headaches, fatigue, yeah, all that. I think it's just catching up to me.
It's just hard, you know. It's like, I'm on a roll -- wonder how far I can take it.
And the funny thing is, I liked myself when I was heavier! I might have thought, yeah, it would be nice to drop a few pounds, but overall, I thought I looked fine and was happy with myself. So I don't understand where this sudden "have to be thin" thing is coming from.
Listen to the girlies!!
Btw, how tall are you?? The mother was five foot four and hit 115 and lost her mind. She just couldn't function at that weight.
We love you and need you healthy and fit, sweetie.
* smooooches *
I'm 5'6"/5'7"ish, depending on my posture that day. :-) I think if I hit 115 (and was still trying to lose weight or stay at that weight) then I would be "officially" anorexic. That's a bit much, I think.
Or ... is it?
That is way too much, missy.
I'm not sure anorexic is what it would be. Too damn thin, yes. But I think, you have to still see yourself at being fat while underweight to hit the anorexic line.
I will tell you that if you keep losing weight like this there is no way in hell, I'll be coming to visit. I am not going to take the ego hit of visiting the tall, beautiful MrsV and see what a skinny bitch she is on top of everything else.
Listen to Zootie, honey.
Okay, now, please don't tie your friendship into what size I am, though. That's harsh. :-(
You know I'm teasing you, honey.
~ whew ~
Okay, just checking. Because I worry about that too, you know? Like, will my friends still like me now that I'm smaller? As though somehow I'm a different person depending on what size I am.
I have "issues." heheheh
I've love you how long now??
That is not something to worry about, honey. Yes, I know its' something that may take time to really 'get' but that's okay. We aren't going anywhere.
While I wish you had not gone through hell with your health, I am so very glad that you are feeling better now. We just have to get you on a food schedule that works with your lifestyle.
We all have issues. Part of being human or something. ;)
* huggles *
I love you too, sweets. :-)
* smooooooooooooooooooooooooooochies *
Oh Honey. *HUGS*
Listen to what those smart girlies above have said.
You know deep in your heart that those voices want to hurt you. They just don't know any better. But you do and you need to do what's healthy and right for you. You are already on the cusp on looking too thin. Hell one more flare up could send you into unhealthy underweight land. You have your health and a safe weight to live with on top of girlie body image issues. That's got to be rough.:(
You can maintain your thinner weight while still gaining muscle and being fit. It's just a balancing act. ;)
I hope yo are feeling better today, MrsV.
I'm feeling a little better. Just a bit torn and indecisive. I'm trying to work this whole thing out, and you guys are helping (believe it or not).
Hugs back atcha!
|Date:||August 12th, 2004 03:43 pm (UTC)|| |
Try to keep this in mind: anything less than 1200 calories for an adult female is self defeating. You can literally convince your body that it's in famine, and change your metabolism-making weight *gain* very possible. And it's not healthy weight gain, it's entirely fat weight.
And yeah, doctors are not the best people to listen to about nutrition. A few years ago several of our friends--all docs--decided the Atkin's diet would be a Fun Thing To Try. Never mind that they'd all seen patients suffering the adverse effect of so much protein (this was back before the Atkin's people admitted all meat with high fat was not the wisest choice and added low glycemic carbs to the mix), people were losing weight and they wanted in on it. AND recommended it to patients.
Doctors are smart people, but they don't always have a lot of common sense...
Actually, I've been doing some research and from what I've seen, it's not so much that going under that many calories changes your metabolism, it's that when you go too low, your body starts reserving fat and eating up your lean tissue. Your metabolic rate seems to be based on the amount of lean tissue in your body (regardless of height, weight, and maybe age ... ) so when you start losing your muscle, your metabolism drops. You see a happy number on the scale, and figure you can go eat normally again, but now you don't need as many calories because you haven't lost fat, just muscle, so at that point your body just packs everything extra away as fat.
So then, I start telling myself, hey, it's cool to massively restrict calories, as long as I work out more and take protein supplements, because then I won't be losing muscle mass.
And honestly, if you get your 50 grams of protein, 120 grams of carbs, 20 grams of fat and the RDA vitamins, does it really matter if you get it in 700 calories or 1700? And wouldn't it be actually better if you could just pack all your nutrition into fewer calories like that?
See, this is how my brain works.
And I'm not entirely sure I want to change it. That's probably the biggest problem. It's like being an alcoholic, and knowing you're an alcoholic, but not wanting to quit drinking.
Gads. I'm a mess, eh?
|Date:||August 13th, 2004 07:44 am (UTC)|| |
Calories do matter. Even if you take in x grams of protein, x grams of fat and all the RDA vitamins, your body still consumes energy in volume calories. Your muscles will eat up that protein, your brain will suck up all the glycogen it can, and you body will metabolize the fat you take in to utilize fat-soluble vitamins...and then your body still needs more fuel just to function.
Does that make sense?
If you don't have enough fuel on board, it doesn't matter if you consumed the right amount of proteins and fats and carbs; if it's a deficient amount of energy--calories--your body starts going after itself for fuel, and it tends to go for muscle mass instead of stored body fat.
Your heart is a muscle, MrsV.
Make sure you eat enough for heart health, not just body weight...
That's a good point, and actually, it does worry me a bit. Do you know of any tests that I should maybe have done at this point to see if I've already damaged myself?
The days that I have chest pain, are days that I don't work out, by the way. I'm not sure how to tell if it's muscle pain, the Crohn's, or an incipient heart attack, so I try to err on the side of caution. :-)
|Date:||August 13th, 2004 10:57 am (UTC)|| |
If you have chest pain, it's always a good idea to see a doc and at least get an ECG so that you have a baseline. But a so-so method of telling if it's muscle pain or heart pain is to take a deep, deep breath. If that hurts, even a little, it's probably muscle pain (or lung pain, but unless you smoke or have pneumonia, that's probably not something to worry about)--the pain caused by the expansion of sore muscles.
You can also take your pulse. If it's nice and steady, chances are it's muscle pain.
But an overall physical, with blood drawn to check everything from blood count to electrolytes, is a good idea. If you stop having periods and there's no chance you're pregnant, that's also a sign your body fat is dropping too low or your system is a little hosed.
As long as your heart is fine, you're probably fine overall. One you fuel yourself with enough (and of the right things...and chocolate once in a while is one of the right things!) any other muscle damage can repair itself (good quality sleep is essential, too...your muscles get the most repair done during the deepest levels of sleep, when your liver and brain work together to spit out IGF-1.)
Im going to be glad once your reunion is over.
Next week, you can expect a 5000 calorie a day diet while hanging with us.
You are way too thin, damn it, so no trying to loose more. Or else...or else...Im going to post a picture of you and let everyone yell at you.
So you better watch your step missy.
I should have started on that diet this week. I think all my formalish outfits are too big.
Its never too late for cheesecake
Sweetie, I know exactly
that thought process, and I'm way the hell over on the other end of the spectrum, weight-wise. And those exact
thoughts have crossed my mind more than once (things like, "Wouldn't it be cool to get 50lbs UNDERweight and Ben&Jerry's my way back?"). And this often results in days of eating practically nothing, I'm so frustrated and embarassed. Which causes the inevitable backlash of wiping out the DiGiorno's aisle in the grocery store in one weekend.
It's all a part of this vicious circle, which I may not be entirely sure how to defeat, but I know, like all the others who've chimed in, that it's total bullsh#t
. Listen to the sensible while taking strength that there are others who know exactly
what you're feeling, and extend the strength they've got to help you do what's right and good for you
Thanks, kiddo. I do appreciate it. I really need to not tie my self esteem into how many miles I did on the treadmill or how few calories I can manage on. I need something else to focus on, I guess. :-)
MrsV, you can smack me for this and unfriend me if you like, but I am worried about you.
Reading your post, I feel like I'm reliving my freshman and sophomore years of college with my roommate. To the letter. Exercise all day, pick at fruit and yogurt and maybe some chicken. Because she just Could Not Gain Weight. She wouldn't let herself. There's more than the types of eating disorders we all hear about. I'll try to find my old links when I was researching ways to help her.
It wasn't until her leg shattered was she able to realize that she had a problem.
You *need* to eat. You need to listen to your body and your body is literally screaming at you for nutrition and substance.
Please, take care of yourself.
If it helps, you've seen pictures of me, right? Those pics I put up... I was 150 pounds in those pictures.
haha! How could I possibly smack and/or unfriend you for something like that, you weirdo?
Anyway, I'm not exercising all day. I'm not even exercising every day, although I'm trying to. But when I do, the longest it's ever been is maybe 45 minutes of mostly walking. And since my last post where I talked about not feeling well, I've been trying to eat more. I'm still monitoring it (yes, somewhat obsessively, I'll admit) but I'm not *usually* staying under 1,000 cals a day, and am trying to get to at least 1500, even if that means the ultimate sacrifice of an extra ice cream bar. :-)
I kind of think it's a problem, but I don't really want to admit it's a problem, because I'm mostly being sensible. I think. I'm not entirely sure, which is why it's helpful to get people's input.
I will admit it's a problem if I do get down to 118. :-) But, honestly, I don't think that will happen. I'm being very careful to get at least 50 grams of protein, around 90 grams (or more) of carbs, and the fat seems to take care of itself, but on the days where I am under like 10 grams I take some flax seed oil supplements to get the essential fatty acids. I am taking vitamin supplements as well, and monitoring those too to make sure I get enough calcium, iron, A, B, C, etc.
So, honestly, yes, I feel like it wouldn't be so bad to lose more weight. And how could it be unhealthy as long as I'm meeting my daily requirements of everything (except calories per se) and exercising sensibly?
This is something I don't have an answer for. Generally, people who seriously restrict calories are also not getting their recommended allotment of macronutrients like protein/carbs/fat or micronutrients, vitamins, minerals, etc, because they're so focused on the number of calories, they'll eat like a head of cabbage and call it good for the day, or just drink a bunch of diet cokes and have half a can of tuna or something. I'm not doing that. It seems like, technically, I'm eating "enough."
I don't want to be unhealthy, and I don't have a subliminal desire to kill myself, as far as I know.
It's just that this elusive "thin" is ... kind of addictive.
Hell, I thought I was totally skinny at 155.
Yep, it's more of a personal challenge thing. Kind of a science experiment, in a way. :-) The 118 isn't because that's how much runway models weigh -- there are already runway models that I'm the same clothing size as. The 118 is the number at which I would be clinically underweight for my height. It's like 156 is the number at which I would be clinically overweight for my height. It's just one of those arbitrary things.
And I don't particularly want to be shaped like a hanger - forever. But I just think it would be cool to try it out for awhile. :-) And believe me: I don't have, and have never had, a problem liking my clothes, at any size. :-)
The problem is she's a geek, who is trying to approach her body with a geek mentality. This doesnt work because the body isnt an equation, and you cant plug variables and truly judge cause and effect. The same qualities that make her good at her job drive this need.
I dont think she has an eating disorder otherwise I'd let you all know.
Believe me, I've seen the girl make a bowl of ice cream that would choke me.
Ok, maybe not choke...but its a healthy bowl....which in itself wasa probably about 3000 calories
My typical bowl of ice cream is only about 1500 - 2000 calories, I'll have you know.
That includes the Magic Shell.
Just so we're clear.
I only brought it up because...well.. my roommate was very focused on numbers. She *had* to eat below a certain calorie set every day and if she over ate her calories she'd feel horrible guilty and/or exercise for another hour.
I'm just getting shades of it and I really had to say something. :-(
Meanwhile, make this woman some SUSHI!! Sushi is a gooooooood indulgence!!! :-D
No, you were totally right to bring it up. But understand too that I don't really have the guilt thing going on if I eat "too much." There's a little bit, and there's the temptation to lie on my FitDay journal (which is pretty funny, since I'm the only one that reads it, and since it's really not going to help me if I call that 1500 calorie bowl of ice cream 300 calories instead). As for the working out, while I do try to do it every day (or every three days max), I am all about the wussing out at the first possible sign of pulled muscles or shakiness (especially on the treadmill -- I do NOT want to fall off of that thing).
I'm also limited in what I can eat because of the Crohn's. High-fat stuff causes me to get really ill a lot of the time. I was sick for two days and even had to call in to work after I had those burgers and hot dogs. You gotta have a burger sometimes, though. :-)
As Rob says, it's also kind of a numbers game. It's like, okay, what's the minimum number of calories I can eat and still get at least 60 grams of protein and all my vitamins? Turns out, it's about 278 if I just do the protein shake thing 3 times a day, but I'm just not doing that. For one thing, that protein shake stuff is expensive, so I try to limit myself to one a day, first thing in the morning. I'm actually eating healthier than I have in years: I have the protein shake in the morning, and I never used to eat breakfast at all or usually even eat anything before, say, 4 in the afternoon except on sushi days. I have at least something around lunch time, and here lately, I've been trying to eat something at least every 2 hours.
So. I may have an eating disorder, but it's a lot healthier for me than the way I previously used to eat (e.g. skip breakfast, skip lunch, eat a box of ReeseStix and a giant burger for dinner).
I worry a little about it. Like, I used to think, "Holy shit, if I could break 170 that would be the BEST!" And then it was, "Wow, if I could break 150, I would be totally skinny!" And now I want to break 130. It's like, where is that coming from?
But then I go out to the network operations center, and find that I'm able to haul out the generator, hook it up, AND push it back up the hill into the building, and it's like -- YEAH! I'm buff! And I want to see how far I can take it.
Dunno. I don't think I will ever be completely happy with myself. If I did get down to 118, which I don't think is possible given that I am eating, I would probably think, "Hey, let's see if we can break 100!" I'm hoping it doesn't get there, though. I can't afford the clothes. :-)
Remember!!! if you get buff, you won't be by numbers "skinny". I'm around 150 because of all the running I do. My thigh muscles weigh LOADS more than the rest of me. Muscle is much heavier than fat.
Well, all the running and the fact I see nothing wrong with indulging in cookies, burgers (girl, I know!!), whole avocados....... *whistles*
We've got to find you a new numbers game, woman! You're playing with dangerous numbers here! AND! If you want to get buff, you have to feed yourself!
You don't feel guilt....but you aren't happy either. Please, be careful. Listen to Thumpa-butt. And sushi-rob.
|Date:||August 13th, 2004 08:31 pm (UTC)|| |
What 150 and fit can look like:
Ya, I'd like to look like that again--it was only 12 years or so ago--but while 150 *sounds* like a lot, it clearly wasn't. I was :::snorts while laughing::: buff
! The pounds don't matter if they're fit pounds!
:::wanders off, wondering how she'd look buff but at her current weight:::
I agree with Icy. You may not have an eating disorder yet but it sounds like you could be heading down that path. Maybe you should see someone who can help you work out the stuff in your head.
and that santa pic is one of the hottest I've ever seen. Rawr.
|Date:||August 21st, 2004 01:14 pm (UTC)|| |
New numbers game
I was thinking along the same lines as Rob. I wouldn't look at this as a typical eating disorder. It's sounds like it's more about being a geek than fitting a certain body image, and dare I say, more about being stubborn.
Is there a different set of numbers you can work with, MrsV? Rather than talking about body weight and calories, how about reps and the like?
I'm going through something similar with myself, but in a different area. My finances have been taking a real hit, but I've been managing to keep an overall upbeat attitude and I'm looking at life a bit differently now. There's a part of me that wants to see how far this can go. What if I lose it all? What if I end up on the streets with nothing to my name? Could I still pull it off? Could I still look at life as something positive and turn things around? Just how far can I go?
I don't know if that makes sense, but it seems like a similar mind-frame. I know that it would not be a good thing to do, but I want to see what happens. Luckily I'm not planning on actually making myself destitute, but the curiosity does help me deal with where I am. It can be dangerous grounds to walk, though.
Being able to see what's going on in your own head is a big plus. You know why it's tempting to you, so you can figure out the best way to deal with the situation overall. That analytical part of you that is steering you towards this trouble is the very thing that you're likely to use to keep it from going to far.
How's this for a challenge: You know what a healthy weight is, and what a healthy calorie intake is now. Can you maintain that without going to far, just to see where it goes? That's the real challenge here. Pushing yourself to lose more weight is easy. You know you can do that already. I challenge you to be stubborn enough with yourself to get back to a healthy intake and stay there. Because really, what's harder?
Going underweight is something you can point to and show people. It's something that's hard for other's to do so you can use that as incentive. Being healthy is not so dramatic. The "public" payoff is so much less. The personal payoff is good health, but that doesn't seem to be so much of a driving force when it comes to things like this. That's harder than math.
I look at it like the street cred someone gets for hacking up some really cool scripts. If they are whiz-bang enough, they don't have to do much useful (and can even be buggy) to get immediate attention. Writing a boring, stable driver that has more universal application has little glory, even though it would have a bigger impact on the community. In the long run people will notice, though. It's things like that that have long-term impact.
I challenge you to write yourself a driver for your eating interface that will keep your system healthy and functioning. You can get cred and self satisfaction from writing a quick-and-dirty script, but then you still have to deal with the bugs and inherent design flaws.
I think you're capable of being more than just a hacker. Be a body architect.