For those joining us late: my weight got up to 250 lbs, and I got type 2 diabetes. I finally woke up to the fact that I was committing slow suicide and took action. I lost 80 lbs and I’m now trying to find the balance point: right now I have no problems losing weight—losing weight, it turns out, is a practical skill that can be learned, much like playing basketball. As with basketball, some are naturals and some have to study and practice a lot, but the steps and process are quite clear.
My initial goal was to weigh 185 lbs, which I did for quite a few years, always feeling overweight (and, in fact, very close to overweight). So once I learned how to do this thing, I decided to dial it back to 175 lbs, my college weight. No problem, so I took it down to 170 lbs, with the idea that I would maintain my weight in the range 170-175, and if I went over 175, I would shift into loss mode. If I ever reached 180, that would be the panic point. Last Saturday I was dismayed to see my weight at 183.6. (The day before it had been 180.6, the day before that 180.3, so this was definitely a jump.)
I went into lockdown, and my weight started falling right away, and this morning it’s 181.4 and will continue to fall so long as I stick with eating right—and that is now easy to do: I re-institute “no bites” rule (no food save at meals and at two snacks, each being a piece of fruit) and follow the meal template carefully, making sure to augment the proportion of vegetables and greens while keeping protein moderate and starch low.
The puzzle I’ve not yet solved is how to maintain (say) 172.5 lbs day in and day out for weeks at a time. I’ve been running my weight up to 180 (or slightly above), then bringing it back down to 170, then up again. I need to figure out the maintenance diet better.
OTOH, I don’t feel that I’m in any danger at all of losing it—letting my BMI go above 25. I think I know what I’m doing now, but I do need to figure out a maintenance template, as it were.