Just had a look at that book - the thing is - I don't hate my body. It's not that great - but I don't hate it in the way I used to years ago. I like my calf muscles, have lovely arms, I like my boobs, no matter what size I am I have a nice waist. I have a giant bottom, but much like J-Lo I think it kind of works relative to the rest of my body - and I do have an 11month old baby so it's not surprising.
But no matter what size I've been, I have this problem with food, that I can't have chocolate, ice cream, cakes, biscuits etc, in the house because I just devour them. They (usually but not always) play on my mind all day long, and then I just 'go for it' when it has driven me nuts enough. Then I make myself sick as I don't want to put on the weight that would come from it. Then I get this feeling of release.
Or like on Sunday night, I make fabulous fajitas, and they are so delicious I have one more, and one more, and the taste is just wonderful. Then I make myself sick to loose the extra 2 or 3 I should not have had, because I don't want to feel uncomfortable when I go to bed, or to put on the extra half kilo as a result of my binge.
Actually, when I looked at a video of me recently from behind, I was rather stunned. I thought I looked much better than the video made me look - I am actually much larger in appearance from behind that I realised.
But, that's not denying that it would be lovely to be back to a weight where I could really enjoy clothes and be fit and running/cycling with much more energy. Running at the moment puts too much of a strain on my knees so I am cycling and walking.
noteasy - glad to hear you are going along. I hope your doctor has some thoughtful things to say and some good recommendations.