Well, I’m actually down a bit more today — and very close to the 50 pounds gone mark.
I keep track of my progress in a spreadsheet now because, along with my not-dieting, the number on the scale no longer (well, rarely) has meaning to me these days other than a progress metric — it’s not a judgement of my worth. It helps me be accountable, but also have perspective.
I thought the resulting graph was kind of interesting because it shows my old dieting way compared to my new non-dieting way:
For 15+ years, I yo-yo-ed wildly, sometimes down 80 and up 100 in a single year or two. This doesn’t capture all the years, but trust me, the pattern of those early years followed the jagged up and down of the left-most portion of the graph.
Since I quit dieting, look at the nice steady decline on the right — with really little effort to speak of. Well, I shouldn’t say little effort — I’ve been expending effort — I should say with little struggle, deprivation, resentment. It’s not fast and dramatic, the way I used to like to experience things. I’ve learned something about consistency and persistence.
It’s a much more peaceful way to live.