Throughout my life I've always been addicted to something whether it be drink, drugs, cigarettes or food. There is always something replacing something. For the past few years it has been food. I am moderately active. I run regularly, I go on long walks with my dog, I play team sports. However, with the quarantine I have had time to reflect. And I have been thinking: what does all my activity really matter when I'm still considered overweight? I'm still consuming too much. I am still unhealthy.
I try and fail at calorie counting. I know how many calories I should have yet I still go over. Maybe I'll have a few good days but ultimately my brain gets exhausted by the constant "I should/I shouldn't" battle and I end up giving in.
Quarantine has given me time to really focus on what my problem is. It doesn't matter what kind of food it is. Whether it be carbs, fats, protein or pure junk. As soon as I eat it's like I'm high and need that high to continue. I am literally fine up until the point that I have my first meal. Once that happens it's like I lose control. It's insane. I told someone about it and they didn't believe me. So I'm saying it here. I'm sure some still won't believe it. But it feels real to me. It feels exactly like the same physical feelings I got from other addictive substances.
I have decided that possibly the only thing that will work is intermittent fasting, specifically where I go most of the day without food and then eat at the end of the day, before bed, in a 3/4 hour window. Just wanted to post here to get these thoughts out and get some support. Perhaps you are also going through some of your own realisations during this time.
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