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My first thought? God I miss being that skinny! I looked so good. I was able to wear cute clothes, I felt confident in my body. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
My next thought? I remembered the restriction. I remembered the long hours spent in the gym, declining social engagements because they conflicted with my rigid gym schedule. I remembered counting every single calorie I ate, eating very low calories, not enjoying food because I deprived myself of the things I WANTED and instead chose lower calories options (can we ALL agree cauliflower pizza is terrible?!). How many times did I skip birthday cake at a friend’s party because I had already eaten too many calories that day? How many times did I give and then go to the gym to “Work it off”. How many times did I restrict all day long because I was going out to dinner and wanted to “save” my calories?<\/p>\n\n\n
<\/a><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\nI came across the above graphic on IG and it screamed at me. I could answer YES to all of those. And it reminded me of a time years ago that I wrote about here<\/a>. Summary: we had family in town we were taking for a “short” and “easy” hike (we ended up reading the instructions wrong and the hike turned out to be 7 miles long!!). Because I didn’t think I’d burn enough calories on the EASY hike, I got up early to go for an almost 4 mile run and THEN lifted weights. <\/p>\n\n\n\n What in the actual EFF.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Talk about disordered. I think I ended up burning over 2000 calories that day and OF COURSE I didn’t fuel my body properly AT ALL. And of course, I was counting my calories and restricting. I cringed so hard reading that old post. <\/p>\n\n\n