I was thinking about why Cambridge worked for me in the early hours of this morning. Why was it different?
I think it was because it was such a huge project. The difference between writing a few notes down and writing a book. You would perhaps throw your notes away, but would you throw away a book that you had painstakingly put together?
All other diets had been ‘by the way’. They had taken little effort. I had continued with my life as if nothing was really happening. Like just making a few notes. This diet had consumed my every thought and way of life. I had breathed the [strike]smell[/strike], oops the diet.
It’s a bit of a cliché to say ‘taking food out of the equation gives you space to re-evaluate’ but it did work like that. My aims weren’t to get to goal, but to get to the starting point; the place where I could start my life again. Would you go through all that, just to turn away when you get to the starting point in your journey?
I don’t think a day went by when I didn’t think about what I was going to do when I got to goal. Every meeting with my CDC included our thoughts on this. It was rarely about how I was going to cope with the following week, but frequently thoughts on the future.
A VLCD gave me confidence in my body. I had got to the stage where I didn’t think I was going to manage any diet. The weight loss was so slow and the plateaus, so long. I really thought I was the only person in the world who had a body that refused to part with fat.
With Cambridge, I came to the gradual realisation that I was actually going to be a normal person again! It was unbelievable really. I had never thought I would be in that place again. It was that magic wand Okay, it took a lot of effort to shake that wand, but the spell works if I just kept on using it.
Learning about my body. As I worked through the stabilisation, I learnt so much about what worked for me, how my body reacted to things. With other diets, too much was included in the plan. I couldn’t separate one thing from the other. Was it bread that made things worse? Or could it have been the morning cereal? Or the many other things that I had been allowed it eat that day?
Hunger: I know what hunger is, but I also know how little food it takes to control that hunger. Pre Cambridge, I had thought that when I got hungry, it meant things were at a serious point in my body. This led me to believe that nothing under at least 1,000 calories would quench that hunger. I had gone too far. After all, most diets these days say that you shouldn’t be hungry. With Cambridge I saw hunger being quenched with just a small shake.
Anyway. Off soap box now
Anyone else add anything to this?
I think it was because it was such a huge project. The difference between writing a few notes down and writing a book. You would perhaps throw your notes away, but would you throw away a book that you had painstakingly put together?
All other diets had been ‘by the way’. They had taken little effort. I had continued with my life as if nothing was really happening. Like just making a few notes. This diet had consumed my every thought and way of life. I had breathed the [strike]smell[/strike], oops the diet.
It’s a bit of a cliché to say ‘taking food out of the equation gives you space to re-evaluate’ but it did work like that. My aims weren’t to get to goal, but to get to the starting point; the place where I could start my life again. Would you go through all that, just to turn away when you get to the starting point in your journey?
I don’t think a day went by when I didn’t think about what I was going to do when I got to goal. Every meeting with my CDC included our thoughts on this. It was rarely about how I was going to cope with the following week, but frequently thoughts on the future.
A VLCD gave me confidence in my body. I had got to the stage where I didn’t think I was going to manage any diet. The weight loss was so slow and the plateaus, so long. I really thought I was the only person in the world who had a body that refused to part with fat.
With Cambridge, I came to the gradual realisation that I was actually going to be a normal person again! It was unbelievable really. I had never thought I would be in that place again. It was that magic wand Okay, it took a lot of effort to shake that wand, but the spell works if I just kept on using it.
Learning about my body. As I worked through the stabilisation, I learnt so much about what worked for me, how my body reacted to things. With other diets, too much was included in the plan. I couldn’t separate one thing from the other. Was it bread that made things worse? Or could it have been the morning cereal? Or the many other things that I had been allowed it eat that day?
Hunger: I know what hunger is, but I also know how little food it takes to control that hunger. Pre Cambridge, I had thought that when I got hungry, it meant things were at a serious point in my body. This led me to believe that nothing under at least 1,000 calories would quench that hunger. I had gone too far. After all, most diets these days say that you shouldn’t be hungry. With Cambridge I saw hunger being quenched with just a small shake.
Anyway. Off soap box now
Anyone else add anything to this?
