Let me preface by saying I had not shared my angst with him as I did on the blog recently. He knows I have a blog but I doubt if he even remembers the name. He's not in to blogs. I'm not trying to keep my feelings from him. He's no dummy. He knows my struggles. However, I had not shared the depth of my most recent feelings.
Last night as we were eating plan approved quiche and country biscuits, (I promise to get to the reviews soon!) I told him I really appreciated him being such a good sport. And shared with him some ideas I had for meals over the next few days. I was asking for his input as to what he thought he'd like or what he'd like to try first. I was not asking if we should continue on THM or how long we should give it to work.
He got a very serious look on his face and asked if I really wanted to know what he thought. And of course, I did.
First he asked how I saw this plan playing out long term. Briefly, my response was this will be an ongoing thing. We'll find the foods we like on this plan and center our eating around that. He was OK with that but then asked what was my plan if this didn't work.
I was stunned by that question. He's lost weight. I'm still up 6 pounds from January 1. I didn't think he was concerned about this not working. I told him very honestly, that I did not know and that I had been struggling with that very concern.
His idea is to quit trying any sort of plan of any type. Nothing. No rules, just eat. I don't blame him for that. I've drug him through a lot of weight loss plans during the course of our marriage. However, that scares me to death. Not following a plan is what got me here to begin with.
His opinion is different. He thinks I know intuitively what and how much to eat. And when I put myself in a box by trying some new plan, I always push the edges. I'm always trying to see just how much I can eat and still lose weight. His observation is that my brain kicks in to survival mode as if a new eating plan equals starvation and instinct takes over. Somehow I manage to sabotage myself without even realizing it. He's probably right. He is a smart man and he's lived with me a long time now.
We agreed to stay on THM, but to back off on the special foods. We didn't give ourselves a time frame or set a goal for x number of pounds to come off. We are both ready to just live and not have our lives revolve around food. I can do that. I can prepare meals that are either low carb or low fat without all the extra things like xanthan gum and the like. We are not quitting THM, just all of the extra stuff. (Anyone not doing the plan is probably confused right now, sorry!) We are going back to real food, real meals and no drama.
I want to stress that this was a very loving, uplifting conversation. There was no anger on his part, only pain for me and my struggles. He actually said as he has many, many times before, that he likes my body just the way it is.