Fighting nature

I am one of those hardheaded people who likes to control things.  I always think if I can find just the right formula and stick to it then the results should be guaranteed.  I mean it makes sense that if you add one and one you should always get two.  Right?  Or perhaps in my case a better analogy would be two take away one always equals one.

I can tell you from experience that this just isn’t so!

Years of living in my body have taught me that even nature is capable of astoundingly cruel adjustments.

As a young person my body looked upon pregnancy as a foreign body and eliminated it time after time after time.  Now I exercise over 75 minutes a day, walking, cycling, lifting weights.  I eat between 800 and 1200 calories a day and often lose no weight at all for several weeks. 

I have started interval training to try and break this incredible rut and the worst part?  If I do over eat one day, I can put back on 1-3 pounds without batting an eye.

It isn’t fair!  It isn’t right!  But neither one of those things matter, because it simply is.

Were I a slim trim little thing I might say that this is my natural weight, but that would only be true if I were a baby elephant, or perhaps a bear.  As a human woman I still need to lose a considerable amount of weight if I want to be healthy and fit into regular clothes.

It seems my body is set on preservation of the species, or at least self preservation.  In times of famine or anything else, it is going to maintain the status quo or die trying!  I only wish it were geared to do this by keeping me thin instead of hoarding every little calorie that passes through my starving lips!