This is such a good secret that I even forgot about it for a while and needed a reminder. And when it came recently, the prompt was timely, for here we are, poised between the good intentions at the root of our New Year’s resolutions and Lenten sacrifices-and the realities we face as we pull our summer togs out for the season.
I haven’t had to spend much time worrying about my weight in the years since I fundamentally changed the way I eat. There was a year when I gradually cut out overly processed foods and shifted more toward mostly plant-based and home-cooked foods in an effort to improve my health. It wasn’t long before I started losing weight, and to my surprise, I was easily losing a pound a week, without feeling at all deprived. I even enjoyed wine with dinner most evenings, along with a bit of dark chocolate for dessert. Eventually, I settled in a place where my health metrics were good and I felt comfortable in my body.
Fast-forward six years to this past winter, and for the first time since I’d changed the food, I started putting on weight, even though I felt like I was still eating the usual fare. And though this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing (fluctuations in weight can be quite natural, and many different body types are very beautiful), I don’t have much in the way of a clothing budget, so I’d like to generally stay a size that feels comfortable when I’m wearing the clothes I’ve already got. I needed to figure out how to get my weight stabilized, and I wanted to do so without drastic changes in my regimen.