I may have posted about this before, but here are my keys to success around bariatric surgery:
- Do the mental work to distance food from comfort, celebration, and boredom. Work with a therapist if you need to.
- Set up your support people. Set boundaries by telling people who love you that negativity is not allowed.
- Set realistic expectations. Don’t pin all of your hopes on a particular goal weight. Set some goals that are NSVs, like being able to fit in a theater seat or to walk a mile or reduce your diabetes meds or play tag with your kids.
- Recognize that this will not make you happy, it will make you smaller. Period.
- Make changes that are sustainable for the rest if your life. This is not a “diet” like you’ve done before. It’s changing how you will eat for the rest of your life. If you aren’t committed to that, don’t start this journey. I think the only thing worse than not losing weight, is losing weight and then gaining it all back, which is a distinct possibility if you don’t change the way you eat for the long-term.
- Everyone loses at a different pace. Don’t compare your journey to theirs. You will have stalls where you don’t lose for a while; just stick with the program.
Here’s a test: can you eat a post-op diet now, and maintain it? What I mean is, protein first, veggies second, carbs after that, at least 80 ounces of water, at least 75 g of protein. Do that for a while and see if you can maintain it. Don’t worry about the amount of calories or anything at this point, because after surgery you’ll be eating a lot less. But eat in that way and see if you can be satisfied in the long term. Develop new habits. Then, and only then, are you really ready for this journey. I started the journey, changing my eating, but didn’t have the surgery for almost a year because that’s when I was mentally ready.
When packing for my recent weekend trip I went through my shirts to decide what to wear. I realized that I didn’t want to wear most of them because they were too big., Comfy, but falling off a shoulder or just looking like a big tent. Last night I pulled about 20 shirts off hangers to take out of my closet. I’m not willing to completely part with them, but will be bringing in a bin to save them in. I’ll part with them later.
I might need to go shopping for shirts…
Walked again today. Just up to the stop sign and back. A couple of hundred yards. I put on my sneakers for the first time since I wore them to the gym in February of 2020. (I’ve been wearing my walking sandals during the pandemic, but they finally bit the dust a few weeks ago.)
It feels really weird. My back hurts some, but mostly my hips are complaining. They’re not used to walking. I’m really working on my gait, keeping my feet aligned and my arms moving and not rocking back and forth. I didn’t walk far, but I walked, and it felt great.
On the other hand, my weight hasn’t budged in a while. As usual. It’s really hard to stay motivated. I generally eat between 900 and 1000 calories. Some people think this is too little, so I upped it to 1100-1300 for a few days. Back down around 1000 now. I’m getting in my daily vitamins, water (80-90 oz), protein (75-90gm). Even with some walking, my chair aerobics, and yoga. Stuck. Grrr.
And if that wasn’t bad enough, I’m hungry a lot more all of a sudden. Maybe my body is saying yes, please eat! Or maybe it’s self-sabotage. I get people advising me to eat more, or just ignore it, or drink more. Nobody really knows what to do, and nothing seems to help.
Can you tell I’m on a bit of a downer?
And here I am, in another stall. Have been at the same weight for over a week. Sigh. I wonder if this is my normal, that the weight will just dribble off in tiny increments.
My stall seemed to be over, but this week I’ve actually *gained* 2 lbs. Trying not to freak out. Lots of people talk about this happening, and I should chill and be patient, but I’m not happy.