Thursday, August 2, 2012

DAY 23 - A FEW CHANGES

Do you have a horror story about losing weight and the struggle?  I do.  When I hit puberty I really hit it.  I got big all up and down my body.  And my parents decided there was something terribly wrong with me.  So off they sent me to a psychiatrist to be evaluated.  I guess I was also pretty effeminate.  Oh well.  The result of this visit to This doctor?  I was put on amphetamines and given testosterone IN THE EIGHTH GRADE. I didn't sleep for a year. He also put me on a steak-only diet.  Yes, I ate steak three times a day for months.  Steak and salad, steak and salad until I thought I was going to puke.  (It's a wonder I didn't know about bulemia; but that's somebody else's problem).  I am sure we all have gruesome tales about the struggle.  Hit "comments" and share yours.  You can sign in as "anonymous".

MORNING SUGARS = 130

BREAKFAST - A LITTLE CHANGE, FINALLY
EGG SALAD 
2 HB Eggs = 140
1 Tbs Hellman's Lite = 35
1 Activia Lite = 70
1 Tbs Relish = 10
TOTAL = 255 

LUNCH - SOMETHING NEW

CHICKEN SALAD! (And it's Delish!)


1 can (12.5oz) Harris Teeter Chicken Breast = 220
8 Grape Tomatoes = 8
2 Tbs. Hellman's Lite = 70
2 Celery Stalks = 0
1 Tbs Relish = 20
TOTAL = 318

DINNER
5 oz chuck steak, grilled = 250
Birdseye Corn (Steamer) = 80
TOTAL = 330
TOTAL FOR THE DAY = 903

3 comments:

Chatham Gardens said...

You went all dark on us, how come? Yes, I have my own nightmare story but now for public consumption - someday, when we're all alone, and the lights are low, I will feel a glow just thinking of, uh, I got off track here...

Anonymous said...

I was bulimic for a while - would gorge on sweets especially, and then throw it all up. I would do it if I simply thought I had eaten too much, or if I wanted to eat something that I knew was high in calories etc. that I wanted to eat just for the taste. Of course, the second half didn't taste all that great.
I usually did this in a fit of profound guilt over what I had eaten. Sad. Thank God I read about the disorder, and STOPPED.

Beats said...

Darling Diva -

My demon was the ladies of the Detroit Polish community where I grew up, who would - right in front of me - tell my Mama "She would be so pretty if she only lost 10 pounds!" Setting up a horrible body image precedent. I went through my entire childhood thinking I was fat, feeling defective, and trying to secretly diet at an early age.

And when I go back and look at old photos now - I WASN'T FAT! I was not a string bean, but I was a growing child, for Pete's sake. But those comments laid the groundwork for bad body image and yo-yo dieting for years.

So thrilled to be older and wiser and not give a rip about what other's think now!