Cleaning Up My Fast

Cleaning Up My Fast

It has been exactly two years since I first wrote about my experience with Intermittent Fasting, and since then, the response has been overwhelming. At first, I feared that people would think I had some kind of eating disorder or that I was trying to attain some unreasonable weight or shape. If you know me at all, you know that I am far too committed to my health to knowingly do anything that would adversely affect it. And you may know that I also committed my health to God as a spiritual act of worship, so to harm my body is to offer a lesser sacrifice to Him, something I wouldn’t want to do.

In the last few years since I adopted the Intermittent Fasting (IF) lifestyle, my discipline and practices have evolved and I have settled into a pattern that works very well for me. I feel good, my weight is easily and steadily maintained at a healthy, comfortable number, my workouts are strong, and it doesn’t have a negative impact on my family, my work, or my schedule. In fact, my husband has joined me in the IF lifestyle and I am so proud of him. Like I have done, he told his doctor that he was trying it and his doctor said as long as he feels good and remains healthy, he has his MD’s seal of approval. Newer to the game, my husband is still finding his rhythm, but I have to say it has been wonderful having my best friend and partner in life join me in support. And I love him far too much to watch him do anything that would potentially cause him harm or be unhealthy.

To the contrary, as we watch his father, my father-in-law, disappear deeper into the clutches of Alzheimer’s disease, the evidence suggesting IF can slow aging and prevent dementia gives me more hope that maybe, hopefully, our story will be different. I take his health just as seriously as I do my own because we are better together when we are strong and healthy.

I hope you will first read, if you haven’t, the first post I did about IF, because this is meant to be an update. I’ve had considerably more experience with it, made a lot of observations, and have come to believe more strongly than ever that for me, it is the most maintainable, most effective, and most rewarding thing I have ever done for my physical and spiritual health. Maybe, if you’re looking for your path to a healthier life, it could work for you, too.

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It Was Never About My Weight

It Was Never About My Weight

Previously, in Stuff That Has Happened to Stacy:

  • I got really, really obese.
  • I tried many, many times to lose weight and failed.
  • I took extreme measures and lost a lot of weight, taking me from morbidly obese to just overweight.
  • I blew it.

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The Prodigal Daughter

The Prodigal Daughter

As I started putting weight back on, I tried to convince myself that it was just a few pounds and I could get back on track easily. Less than two years after having gastric bypass surgery, I was able to eat most of the the things I had eaten before and many of the things that were ill-advised by my doctors. (more…)

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Complications | Gag Me With an Endoscope

Complications | Gag Me With an Endoscope

Let me get you caught up. For nearly my entire life, I had struggled with insecurity regarding my weight and I used food to comfort myself. Eventually, after failing by my own attempts, I had my mouth figuratively sewn shut. A few months after bariatric surgery, the most “solid” food I could eat was eggs and I was beginning to gag on them. So you can imagine how happy I was. Then, it got worse. Much worse.  (more…)

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