I have been doing the 16/8 intermittent fasting for over a year, and things were working out so well. I lost weight. I kept it off. I ate whatever I wanted and really didn't feel emotionally connected to food or limited by food or anything like that.
All of the sudden, I was back to weird emotional eating, overeating, and the loss of some of the best benefits of the fast, namely freedom from food angst.
Like the other day. I ate a tbsp of peanut better on a piece of pumpernickel bread, a huge apple, and a giant bag of grapes for lunch. Then I took the kids out for donuts and had one. Then for dinner I had a single bean, rice, cheese, and veggie enchilada (homemade) with a single serving of tortilla chips, a tbsp of sour cream, some salsa, and some cut up red pepper.
And if I had stopped there, there would have been fine. I would have felt full and enjoyed my donut. The end.
But instead, I had a couple glasses of wine, some Teddy grahams, another huge apple, and 2 small Almond Joys and went to bed with indigestion-- something that has been happening so much my doctor wrote me an antacid prescription. But I think all of my night troubles? Are caused by TOO MUCH FOOD. I wasn't even hungry And! Instead of stopping my food at 6 like a responsible adult, I ate until 10 pm and spent the whole next day being hungry. WHAT THE HELL?
A host of one of my favorite podcasts had the new year's resolution to weigh herself everyday. I have kind of gone the opposite direction on that one and haven't weighed myself at all in 2018. Maybe that's what I need to do to help monitor my intake situation? For me, fasting went best when I was listening to my body and not just cramming whatever into my face because my eating window was open. So, maybe that's the key to success. For awhile there, I was eating 5 servings of fruits and veggies as soon as my fast ended and then having another snack later. But then! I started eating so much for lunch that I wasn't hungry again for the rest of the day and ate anyway, hence the indigestion, I think.
Bah, humbug. Back to the drawing board. I am committed to making this work. I do, after all, love a midday donut.