I’ve been dealing with my eating disorder for a long time now and I thought I had a pretty good understanding of how my body handles food and weight. Every so often, something happens that reminds me that its a little more complicated (and less black and white) than I prefer it to be.
When I weighed in this morning, I came in at a little over 5 pounds less than the same time yesterday (171.6 to 166.4). I’m quite pleased about this, but totally clueless as to how it came to pass. I mean, I actually ate, and kept most of it down, yesterday. It wasn’t much, mind you, but 5 pounds? The only thing I can come up with to explain this is that perhaps I shed some water weight and/or bloat that I would have normally incurred from excessive purging.
I’m actually making myself go to an ED support group at 6pm tonight. I’m fairly sure I don’t want to stop losing weight just now. I’m also fairly sure I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. The healthy part of me knows that its the right thing to do though, so off I go.
My meal plan today, I guess, will be, if I feel compelled to eat, to repeat yesterday’s feast of Go Lean Crunch, yogurt and a few new potatoes.