Nothing much to say
I’m having trouble figuring out what to write on this blog. At first, I thought I was feeling cautious due to still being on the fatosphere feed and when I was finally taken off, I could loosen up a bit. But that’s not it. Now that I’m off the feed, I still have trouble coming up with something to write and I finally figured out why that is:
I just don’t think about weight loss all that much.
I wanted to restart this blog with the intention of being a voice of non-obsession and non-masochism in the online weight loss world, but that non-obsession kind of works against blogging most days. I weigh myself in the morning but couldn’t tell you what the number was later in the day. I only spend about one week out of six paying attention to what I eat for the express purpose of weight loss. I do love weight lifting and should probably post about that more, but I exercise to keep sane and don’t have much to say about it otherwise.
I thought that before I was being all ‘meta’ with my posts because I didn’t want to talk nitty gritty when I was being broadcast where people who absolutely did *not* want to hear it couldn’t always avoid my words. But really there isn’t a lot of nitty or gritty. There’s more worry about calculus than calories in my life at this point.
Maybe it’s because I did a lot of research and thinking and navel-gazing before I made the decision to lose weight. Maybe because I did the work of healing the major issues in my relationship with food without the added pressure of weight loss. Maybe because I exercised for years without any expectation to lose weight. Maybe because I have no expectations that I’ll suddenly turn into a super confident sex goddess when I lose weight.
I don’t know how to blog about it, I guess. To be honest, most weight loss blogs I read aren’t helpful when it comes to inspiration.
The problem might just be that what I’m doing and how I’m doing it isn’t some great quest to totally change my lifestyle. I’ve done that work. I’m figuring out how to eat a bit less without feeling deprived while otherwise living my normal life. It’s not exciting.
Is there anything in particular that you are curious about? Questions? Rants? Some kind of explanation for why I’m a ‘sellout’*?
Because I’m kind of at a loss here.
*email reference. Hilarious.