kirmy
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Hmm. I'm glad you put this out there. You have posted something before about weight lifting that had me wondering if you had some of the same issues, and your weight lifting may not be the same as for me, but it's something to consider.
I thought all was well since I'd lost a ton of weight. I am NOT overly skinny, and I don't obsess about eating. I had not acknowledged there was an issue until my doctor said it to me. Exercise anorexia. I know she's right.
I don't starve myself anymore, but lifting weights, hiking, biking, skiing, boarding - I can't justify doing anything in free time unless it burns calories or makes me "fitter". Going on an annual holiday can only be done if I am burning energy with non-stop activities. Any day off has to be spent exerting energy, and that is on top of scheduled trips to the gym. I often do the work myself on houses and have been choosing the things what I can exert the most energy, then hiring out the other stuff. I just spent part of the day carrying 70 pound bundles of roofing up a ladder onto a roof rather then planting some stuff in the yard. I adore gardening, and no sane person likes roofing especially in the rain, so this is clearly ****** up.
I think I was genuinely trying to maintain muscle mass post op, but many years ago (like teens and 20's) it was clearly my form of anorexia, and is again now.
My fiance tells me to stop trying to go back to "skinny" that I'm normal and healthier now, but the mind **** is always there. Normal BMI is not good enough. My mental mantra is "I have been skinnier, so must go back to that, and how can this be unhealthy since I'm not starving myself and doing non-stop healthy things".
I'm curious, are any of the fitness activities part of something similar for you, or just trying to maintain muscle mass?
Beyond any doubt I've struggled with this for years and years. I can map this back to being 11 years old and getting a walkman off my brother. I would walk around the neighbourhood for hours and hours listening to tapes and escaping home. Soon exercise represented escape as my binge eating escalated. I then went through swings of exercise anorexia all throughout my teens and 20's. The last bout was in my 30's for five years. Now I'm 41 and I exercise to be healthy. I tend to exercise because of my job (I run metafit and T25 exercise classes daily for the crew) when I'm home I sit my lazy arse in front of netflicks and hug the dogs and my man. That is my idea of perfect. I walk the dogs daily for an hour but it is scarely hard.
I always want to push myself and do more but I've decided that it is simply obsession so I relegate it to a work responsibility and keep a lid on it when I'm at home. That is not to say that I don't like hiking or biking but not like an Olympian. Finding balance on this issue has been terribly hard. I am sure I'll always teter. I'm sure that like you I'll also find ways to not cut corners in order to exercise. I think this comes from decades of weight watchers incidental exercise is good programming.
Like you I rationalised that it has to be good since it is a lot of something healthy. I could see the alarmed look on my friends faces when I marched off daily for 6hrs in the gym. I tried to make everything about burning calories. **** I remember dragging my poor mates across mountains and bogs asserting it was wonderful being out in fresh air while they were almost dead with hypothermia and wanting to kill me and weight my bones down with stones in the loch. They knew it wasn't right. Mania is mania whatever way you cut it.
I dream of being a lovely old woman who does yoga. I don't want to be a shriveled anorexic husk who couldn't sit on a floor because of the bones in her arse. This is my vision of health. If I hold on to that then I may just move in the right direction.
You are wise.