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About six months ago I wrote a really long post about my issues with weight and body image. That post was so cathartic to write, and it really opened my eyes to what I was going through. The response was overwhelming – literally. So many women commented that I’d just written about their lives, shared their stories of guilt and hatred and eating disorders. I knew other women felt like I did…but I really didn’t know just how much.
To me, writing that post really was so that I could become more conscious of what I was doing to myself and, indirectly, doing to my daughter. The self-destructive internal dialogue I was using was not healthy and it is not something I want to teach her. I think that post was to give me accountability to myself. I put it out there, now could I change it?
I feel like, in the past few months, there has been a small shift in my thinking. And that’s why I figured I should write an update. I want to get my words down and out there again. To keep me accountable. To keep me working towards my eventual goal: a life without the voice. A life where I can just…live. Be me. No matter my weight!
In my post, I talked about triggers. Thinking about food, weighing myself, and actively dieting were high on that list; so was personal training. Last spring when I joined my current gym, I got a deal on training sessions. I signed up and did 11. They were horrible. I mean, they were good. He was a good trainer, but I felt so bad after those were over. I hated going. They made me want to quit going to the gym – period. I felt like he focused on food and what I ate and I left there every day more upset at myself than ever.
Over the summer, my husband started working with a different trainer. From the stories my husband told, the guy sounded great. So when it came time for Online BlogCon and the crush of work I knew would make me forget my gym routine, I decided to sign up with Mel’s trainer to keep me going to the gym (if I was paying extra – I’d go). I was really, really nervous. I didn’t want to feel triggered again, but I had a feeling it would be different – and it has been.
I said awhile ago that finding the right trainer is like finding the right therapist – you won’t always find it the first time around. From day one I told B, the trainer, that I didn’t want to talk about food. Or weight. I just wanted to work out. And he totally respected that. I’ve been working with him now for almost five months and the only time food discussions have come up are when I bring them up.
That’s the mark of a good trainer: they listen. And they hear.
B is a coach as well as a trainer, so that’s how he trains. When you’re working with him he makes you feel like a rockstar – like you can do anything. And you know what? After awhile I began to believe it. I was strong. I AM strong. I can say that now. I can believe it. I can do things I never thought I could do.
Never in my life have I ever been able to say it…and believe it at the same time.
Finding the right trainer and changing up my workouts and learning how to work out has changed me. I’ve learned that cardio is great, but strength training is better. I can do exercises I was always afraid to try on my own. I can finally believe I’m strong, and that, even though I didn’t lose a pound, I feel better about myself.
I feel better about myself. That’s something I haven’t been able to say in years.
When I started this journey of self-improvement and discovery last summer, I realized there would be different areas I needed to focus on. The first was that I needed to not worry about the food; I needed to realize that I’m a strong person good enough without worrying about a number. I feel like I’ve overcome that one pretty well. Recently, I’ve hit a plateau in my healing. Believing strength can only take you so far before the doubt creeps back in.
Even though I can now say (and believe) I’m strong, I need to work on seeing it. Even though I haven’t lost much weight at all, my body has changed. I see it in my face, and I see it in my ankles. (I’ve always thought my calves and ankles were my best feature, so it follows that I notice changes there.) The other day B told me to do my triceps work looking in the mirror so I could see all the definition I now have. I laughed at him and faced the wall.
I don’t look in the mirror at the gym. I don’t like looking in the mirror, period.
Mel says that I look different…but I don’t see really see it. Whenever I look in the mirror and notice my butt looks good, it’s quickly followed with but my stomach is so big. Or I notice definition in my arms when I’m putting my hair in a pony tail, but then when I relax them all I see is tricep fat.
I need to work on looking in the mirror and seeing the changes and nothing else. I need to get to the point where I can say, “yeah my ass looks good in these pants!” and not chase it with “but I have a muffin top.”
When I read Almost Anorexia last summer, one of the things that really struck me was when it said that when people look at me, the first thing they see is not my fat. It’s not my belly rolls, or my flabby arms or my hips. They see my eyes or my smile, and they probably don’t notice anything else.
That was an eye opener for me…and a head scratcher. Like, really? They don’t see all my flaws when they look at me? How is that possible? It’s all I see about myself. So that’s something else I need to work on…seeing myself in the mirror. Really seeing myself, paying attention to detail and looking past everything else.
I’m trying to taking it one step at a time. When I put on a pair of pants I haven’t felt comfortable wearing in a long time, I’m trying to congratulate myself, instead of saying “well, this won’t last long, you ate cookies for lunch.”
Which leads me to my next, and biggest challenge I need to work on: food. I need to improve my relationship with food.
I can’t workout hard forever. I have to be okay with skipping the gym sometimes. My main issue with not working out is the mentality “I ate X so now I have to do Y.” If I don’t change the way I eat, nothing will matter in the long run, because I will gain weight. The voice will come back in full force.
I need to start looking at food as “to sustain my life” instead of just something I do without thinking.
I need to stop worrying that I’m ruining all my hard work because I take two tastes of a recipe.
Over the past three months I wrote a cookbook. It was about 8 straight weeks of 6+ hour days baking dessert. Tasting dessert. Remaking dessert. Because of all the working out, I managed to get through it all without gaining much (I don’t weigh myself often, but my clothes feel the same or a little better). That, in itself, I consider to be a small miracle. But now I’m in a much worse habit of dessert tasting. I want it all the time! Eight weeks of constant sugar will do that to you.
Right now, I feel like I’m standing in front of a wall. Beyond the wall is a long obstacle course, called food. In order to move on with my healing, I know I need to break through the wall (my insecurities about food) and go through the path ahead. The wall is my fear and anxiety about the road. Tracking what I eat, counting calories, limiting food without limiting too much, and ignoring the voice that will call me out when I “fail”.
Here’s the thing: I know I’m going to “fail” sometimes when I start watching what I eat. I’m a dessert blogger: there are days I have to taste dessert. It’s in the job description. There are going to be days I have to taste dessert three or four times.
There are going to be days I just want a cookie. And I’m going to eat one. Or, I’ll eat three.
My fear comes from the fact that when that does happen, the voice in my head will get mean.
It’ll call me F-A-T.
It’ll call me a pig.
It’ll tell me over and over and over again that I shouldn’t have eaten what I just did, and it’ll make me feel worthless and hopeless.
So I’m scared. I’m scared of breaking through the wall and going through the next challenge. Rationally, I know it’s silly to worry about it: I know there will be good days and bad days. But the fear, the anxiety, is still there.
I know I have to stop being afraid. I was afraid before I started working with B, and seriously, that’s changed my life – for the better. So this will too. Eventually.
I started writing down what I eat. I tracked what I ate for two days and the world didn’t implode. Then I forgot to track and just…stopped. I need to start focusing on it so it can become a habit, so I can keep track and remind myself: I ate dessert after lunch. I don’t need it after dinner too. Or maybe I do want it after dinner too, but that shouldn’t be a big deal once in awhile. (But it is, in my head, anyway.)
How do you deal with changing how you eat? Do you follow a special meal plan? Do you track points or keep a diary? Use any good apps? I’d love to know.
Anyway, I think I’m on the right path. Even though it’s a hard one, filled with potholes and obstacles. I feel like the rational side of me is getting stronger. Hopefully I can start listening to it more. 🙂
I think if there is one things I’ve learned over the past 5 months, it’s that I can change my body without focusing on food. I thought that I would never feel good in skinny jeans unless I stopped eating. I’d never feel sexy or think I looked pretty unless I gave up dessert.
Sure, would it be healthier to eat more healthy foods and less dessert? Yes. Would I notice more change in some of the annoying problem areas? Yes. But I’m coming to realize that food is not the defining force in changing me. I am the force. I’m working really hard at exercise, and I see results…when I allow myself to see them. I can still eat a cookie or two and change the way my body feels. I think that realization is a huge one, because I never realized that before. For me, weight has always been tied to a number. Body shape and size has always been tied to what I eat. I think that, for me to change my relationship with food, I needed to be able to see that I could affect the way I looked without thinking about food. Does that make sense?
Now I know that weight can mean strength. I have not lost more than a few pounds, but I’ve gained a lot of muscle. The number on the scale would, in the past, put me over the edge, because it meant I was F-A-T. Now, I think it makes me strong.
Food should not be what defines how I feel. I should define that.
And I think I might be starting to believe that…for today anyway.
Now that I know that food and weight/self-worth/image are not the same thing, I hope I am able to break through that wall and conquer the actual eating part.
At least…in theory, anyway. We’ll see how it’s going tomorrow. 🙂
Thank you all again for your outpouring after my last post, and for reading this one. I still go back and read the old one sometimes, to remind myself of what I was feeling to get me to this place. Where I am now is so much better than where I was then, so I know that some day, the place where I will be will be the best yet.
Eventually, I’ll get there. And if you’re battling these demons, you can do it too. We can do it together.
Thanks so much for reading. I appreciate every single one of you.
xo
Last Updated on August 18, 2022
Dorothy, I had to go back and read the post from August. Both of these are beautiful and honest and so authentic. I love your authenticity and how you share your story in your recipes, your stories, your blog. And thanks for talking about the internal voice- she’s a real monster. I’ve dealt with it for years. I think most women do- maybe the voice doesn’t beat us up about fat or food but any (or many) of the issues women face- it is encouraging to know that I am not alone in battling “the voice.” Like you, I’m learning not to listen to her so much.
Dorothy, I’ve always admired you as a food blogger, recipe developer, photographer and business woman. But I really admire you for being authentic and beautiful (you ARE)- keep making a difference.
Thank you Melissa! Thanks so much for reading. We all have our monster, don’t we? It’s hard not to listen, but I think I’m starting to learn how not to. I so appreciate you!! xo
Dorothy, that was so courageous and thoughtful to post that! This is not an easy society in which to be healthy – temptation is everywhere. I don’t like calorie or “points ” counting, but since Christmas I have lost 5 pounds (I know, not much ) just by cutting beef back to once a week, and only 4 ounces per serving, and eating wild salmon twice a week (4 -ounce serving), and no carbs after lunch. We have dinner of lean protein and a salad or cooked vegetables. The tips that helped me were (1) eat on a smaller plate and take smaller bites, ( 2)eat slower, especially dessert ( savor every small bite), (3) leave dinner still a little hungry, and ( 4) eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince, and dinner like a pauper. Even after the indulgences of Christmas, my good cholesterol is way up, bad cholesterol substantially down, and blood sugar good. I don’t deny myself a small dessert after lunch, but I find that sugar addiction isn’t as strong if you crowd it out with small amounts of food you love (avocado, berries, almonds, Greek yogurt, and great salads). Williams-Sonoma has a fabulous Salads cookbook ( one for every day of the year). I don’t want my daughter to feel bad about her own body, so we are starting to work on strength together. It’s amazing what our bodies can do for us!
Thank you Laurie! I love those tips. Especially to eat dessert slower – I like to inhale it, ha! And #3, totally. My problem is I hate breakfast! Sigh. Thank you so much for always reading. Love you! Give that girl a hug for us. xoxo
Dorothy, your story is very inspirational and represents a significant amount of women in the world today. Most women struggle with weight loss and never except themselves. I’m going to blame it on the media. The point is that you learned to accept yourself and that’s what matters most, you! I used to get very upset when I gain a few pound but now I learned to love myself because we are all beautiful! Thanks for sharing your story!
The media is such a part of this! It’s so hard to see all the “perfect” people. Thank you so much for reading and for your comment Layla! xo
Time flies. I remember that post like it was yesterday and boy my own life was very different. I actually have weird memories for being able to remember WHERE I was, what I was feeling, etc. when I read certain ppl’s blog posts. I knew I was in my old house. Sure enough the post was 8/23 and I moved 8/27 into the new one. That is neither here nor there for you, but suffice to say I remember every detail of that post and often have thought about it and your bravery for sharing so openly 🙂
Onto where you are now. CONGRATS! You are making great strides and that’s what matters! And getting thru writing a cookbook w/out gaining weight is a HUGE miracle, not a small one! But wanting to do dessert tasting, well, it happens. LOL
And finding a new trainer that clicks for you. Amen. And him RESPECTING your wishes and listening. Omg they are few and far between but so happy for you that you have found a gem!
So happy for you 🙂 And thank you for being so candid. You are so brave, Dorothy! xo
Thank you Averie. Thanks for reading! I’m like that too – I always remember like that when I read certain things. I so appreciate you taking the time to read, to comment, and for being my friend!! xo
I love this, Dorothy! I admire you so much for posting about your struggles and being honest with yourself–that’s one of the hardest parts. I think every single woman can relate to this. You have so many people rallying around you and I know you can push through the wall! Keep staying strong and reaching out for help! (Also, did you know it’s National Eating Disorder Awareness Week or was that totally coincidental??) 🙂 xoxo
I had no idea!! That is totally a coincidence, but it’s a good one. Thank you so much Erin, for reading and for your comment. xo
WTG! I’ve struggled with my weight most of my adult life. Keep trying and keep your head up!
Thank you for sharing. I love your blog. I am a diabetic being diagnosed in the past two years. I had no choice but to change my food because I was out of control and the medication I was on affected me really badly. I had to lose weight and change my food. I hit rock bottom. It was horrible. It scared me. It was life or death. I chose life. I stayed away from sugar like a drug addict stayed away from drugs. I lost 60 lbs. I had gallbladder surgery. I feel good. I am not there yet. I need to lose an additional 45 lbs. I started exercising for 8 weeks and I love it. I am at a plateau and it is related to my relationship with food. I eat more veggies and fruit, less red meat. I need to work on portion control. I need to add weight bearing exercises. Slowly but surely. I am not giving up. I can relate to your story and made me realize I am not alone. Sharing your story is caring. That is how I feel when I share mine. Someone is listening.
Thank you Lisa! We can’t ever give up. What you’ve done is a huge accomplishment! Portion control is SO hard. Strength training is the key to exercise, it really is. I always thought it was cardio, but the strength training gives the results. Thank you so much for reading. You’re inspiring to me!
Dorothy,
I love your blog and make so many of your delicious treats for my family. As I look at your beautiful picture, it is hard to believe that you can see anything in the mirror but that beauty. Keep up the great work on the blog and on your health!
Dorothy,
I went back and read your previous post and am so thankful for you opening up and therefore causing all of your readers and fans to open up. Since I entered the “working world,” and live by myself while trying to navigate my twenties, I’ve developed quite an obsession with food and body image. I feel very alone out there but having a community that you’ve just created on your blog and reading everyone’s stories is so helpful to me. It’s hard not to become fixated with a perfect body and perfect lifestyle when perusing the internet and even the blog world, which I so often do especially since starting my own blog. A lot of my life revolves around food now, in good ways for my blog but in bad ways for my mentality. It’s quite the mind game, isn’t it? I’m trying to focus a few things now 1) strong is sexy. I enjoy working out and I usually lift weights and avoid cardio. it’s amazing the results i’ve noticed and toning I’ve noticed. Plus, being able to squat over 100lbs and deadlift 85 makes me feel really good and proud. Not many women out there do that stuff. 2) I need to wear clothes that are comfortable. Serious question: why do skinny jeans exist? To me, they’re so uncomfortable yet I buy new pairs like it’s nothing. When I’m in a pair of jeans or leggings and a top i like and feel good in, it’s amazing how much my mood lifts 3) writing down things that define me and make me who I am … even if some of them include “I love sugar and sweets” it’s a good way to self-reflect and I try to keep them less on-the-surface so fewer comments on my appearance and more on my personality, etc. 4) trying to drop the guilt. So what if I skipped the gym for a day or 4 days? “Yeah, I ate 12 cookies and they were awesome! I’m a great baker.”
I want to escape this and not let it get any worse. Having support like this helps tremendously. I’ll keep working on the things i listed above too. It’s baby steps and a process.
Seriously, thank you. We’re all in this together as powerful, smart women. We’re defined by soooo many good things. We see it in each other but now ourselves. Silly, huh?
Totally silly Kate. Ridiculously so. Thank you so much for reading! I love your focus points, especially comfy clothes and the guilt. OH THE GUILT. I have to miss the gym tomorrow. I should say “SO WHAT”…instead I’ll stress. I’m aware of it, so I think that’s part of the battle point to me. 🙂 We CAN overcome this!
Thank you for this post and your honest vulnerability. We KNOW you are strong and glad you know it – so you just keep believing it. Being able to write this post is a testament to your strength – you go girl! I love myfitnessspal, You can get the app on your phone and it is so easy to use. I hat counting calories too and myfitnesspal does it for you. I am a terrible night snacker and I know I am going to do it. Something that helps me has been finding a few things that I like, and know what the combined calores of those things are, and just continue to eat those things most days, so I know what I have left over for my night snacking. I eat some protein with every meal and drink lots of water – all day. I used to HAtE water, but now actuaally like it. So most mornings I have an english muffin toasted with a slice of that really thin sargento cheddar cheese and a piece of canadian bacon. For morning snack I have a piece of string cheese. For lunch I have a low carb tortillia/wrap (mission carb balance) with some deli turkey or ham and a slice of sargento thin Swiss cheese. For afternoon snack I have Light and Fit greek yogurt (sometimes I put strawberries in it) or if I am not somewhere to be able to have yogurt, I have a Fiber one protein granola bar (the caramel nut and coconut almond are wonderful). Then at night for dinnner I try to just do portion control with a protein and a vegetable or salad. That leaves me room to snack quite a bit at night. If I eat donuts or cake or something during the day, then just try to snack less. I really think the combination of the fitbit to tell you how many calories you are burning, and my fitness pal to count your calories for you will help. I am sending you a BIG hug. You are strong. You can do this!! And, if you never lose a pound, you are beautiful – you are God’s child!
Thank you so much Marla!! I love hearing what you eat during the day – that is seriously the hardest thing for me. I am such a boring (picky) eater and I have problems finding things that will have enough protein. I’m learning how important protein is!! Thank you so much for reading and for your comment!!
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