What was the cushy job you quit to go to grad school? Just curious. I grew up very poor — like struggling for our next meal poor — and I’ve worked since I could work. Even when I went to college I worked full-time. I could never see quitting a job to attend school — but that’s me. I digress. Your weight-loss diatribe seems to resonate with so many. Myself included. Like most people I have a gym membership that I have a love-hate relationship with.
When I was first in college (many years ago), I lived on caffeine supplements, diet coke, and ate one actual meal every other day. Somewhere in there, I slept — but I can’t say it was for more than 5 hours at a time. I was 115–120lb and looked fantastic, minus the fact that you could count most of my ribs and my hips were frighteningly sunken in. I was just starving, stressed, overworked, exhausted, and mean. When my doctor warned that I was bordering on anemic, he insisted I change my lifestyle. As soon as I started to eat healthier I packed on the weight (sigh). Flash forward a decade+ later. I haven’t had fast food or soda in years — like a decade. I snack on things like nuts and fruit, seaweed, and watch my sugar intake. I eat little to no dairy. I don’t indulge in the office offerings of birthday cake or cupcakes and no matter what I am fat (or fatter than I used to be). My body loves to hover at about 150 no matter what, even when I was working out 5 days a week (1 hour+ doing 80% cardio/20%weights). So unless I literally starve myself, I’ll likely never be that lean and mean 120 again. Some of us, I guess, are just not built for it. My last resting metabolism test basically shows that you could chain me to a pipe in the basement, provide water and 500 calories of nutrition a day and in a month, I’d be the same darn size. I would have to work out every day (intense cardio from what I understand) and consume no more than ~1200 calories in order to be 120. It’s really not fair. I’m surrounded by people who vaccum up copious amounts of good and bad food and weigh nothing. On the bright side, when the zombie apolcoypse does happen, I’ll manage to survive on little to nothing food-wise because that is how my body is designed.