I find this topic endlessly fascinating. I feel that there is a massive piece of the puzzle missing.
I was fat for years. Didn't really mind being fat tbh. I mean, obviously if someone had given me a magic button to press to be toned and slim I'd have pressed the everliving bejeezus out of it, but I didn't want it enough to stop eating shedloads of cheese and crisps whenever I felt like it.
And then one morning I woke up and thought, "okay now I'll be slim" and I lost 16kg and took up loads of exercise. I'm a size 10 now. I exercise about 6 hours a week so am very fit and toned.
I mean - I have really nice arms. I can't express how mindblowing this is to me. I've had big flabby mum arms since my 20s and now approaching 40 I have these beautiful, lithe, shapely upper arms. I can't stop looking at the feckin things. It's hard to believe they're mine.
But... BUT... I don't really, truly feel that any of this was my decision. Not really. I'm just floating around in the tide and for years it pulled one way and then one day it pulled the other way and here I am.
I could not have done this if I had had to 'make' myself iyswim. It just happened. I mean, obviously I worked hard for it to happen (and still do - I've done an hour of weights and run up a hill three times this morning) but it's just the obvious, easy thing to do. Like saying no to overeating. I'm honestly not gagging for crisps and cheese and cake. It just doesn't seem like the right thing to eat right now so I don't.
I think I have gone from one setting to a different setting. I don't know how or why I did, and I wonder a lot about if / when I'll switch back. I think slim people are naturally on this setting.
I don't think there are many people who are slim because they live an anguished life of denial (some, but not many).
Is this just a total load of bollocks or can anyone relate even slightly to any of this?