We went out to eat last night, and as
the rest of the table was digging into the garlic bread, someone
asked me if I was still doing the no-carb thing. “You have such
great willpower,” she complimented. I, the former Ben&Jerry's
pint downer, tried to disabuse her of this notion.
See, I have terrible willpower, if
there even is such a thing. I love food. I love touching it, making
it, smelling it, tasting it, chewing it. I like to eat, a lot! I
don't think I could have tipped the scales at 200lbs if I didn't
love food. And if my supposed willpower was so strong, I would have
stopped eating long before I ran out of pants that didn't slice me in
half at the waist.
I think willpower doesn't make much
sense when it comes to dieting. Neurotransmitter and hormones and
chemicals and electric impulses collide around the brain and produce
a resulting behavior. Humans have far less choice and control in the
matter than they like to believe. You can say you had the strength to
resist that serving of pie, but I call B.S. Your brain collisions
simply guided you to a different reward. By not eating the dessert,
you could have the pleasure and satisfaction of a) sticking to your
diet, b) having slightly more slender thighs, c) feeling healthy and
“clean”, d) not worrying about the scale effects, e) looking like
the health-conscious one at the dinner table, f) avoiding sugar
rushes, or g) all of the above. Another day, the tantalizing taste of
the pie may be more pleasurable than any one or all of the
aforementioned rewards, so you eat it.
While it may have looked as though I
had steely strength while resisting cheese-covered garlic bread and
flour-battered wings, really, I was just looking forward to my steak.
Being “off” sugar for so long means I am mostly free from
cravings, so the internal battle of “Oh that looks so good – but
I mustn't!” doesn't happen. The key with this way of eating for me
is that I love what I eat. I don't feel deprived or hungry.
Yesterday was a great example of how
low carb eating curbs appetite. At around 10:30am, I ate brunch:
chicken souvlaki skewers dipped in tzatziki (yum!). Then I became
completely engrossed in writing and other website work, and realized
at 2:30 that I had three loads of laundry and a pile of dishes to do,
the whole apartment to tidy, and myself to shower and dress before
leaving the house at 4:30 to catch a train. This did not leave any
time to eat, and I didn't have anything quick I could grab.
By the time we got off the train, I was
admittedly ravenous. I ate a couple of slices of Monterey Jack
cheese, and felt fine. This lasted me another two hours before my
juicy, seasoning-crusted steak arrived before me. My total calories
for the day, with one patch of hunger? 1000.
Let me be clear about this: with any
other macronutrient ratio, such a calorie-restricted day would have
me climbing the walls. My responses to hunger range from
indescribable sadness and despair to general irritability to outright
banshee-esque fury. I grew up in a house where food was plentiful,
the fridge always stocked with apples and cheese for quick satisfying
snacks and three very square, very English meals a day. (I still
remember my shock as an undergraduate at the price of cheese, which
had previously magically appeared in the fridge like water from
flowing from the faucet!)
However, with 135g of protein spread
over the day, I was neither despairing nor demonic. I don't make a
habit of cutting my calories this low, but it's nice to not be driven
demented with hunger when such situations arise. Also, as my weight
gets lower and lower, the low carb magic of eating as many calories
as you like and still losing tends to dissipate. The way I see it,
it's win-win. I can eat way more calories than someone on a low fat
diet, and still lose weight, or at least maintain this weight. Or, I
can eat way less calories than that same low fat dieter, and feel
less hungry and more satisfied. More weight loss, less hunger, and
deliciously satisfying foods. I can deal with skipping the bread for
that, even with the worst willpower in the world.
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