Hey there guys. This is my first post here, so for reference, I am male 43, 180cm, I was 106kg in the beginning of December, and now I am sitting comfortably at around 71.5kg, having a goal to get a stable 68-70kg. I will be frank, I do suffer from a personality disorder, which didn't make things easy in my life, but I managed to recognise that something is off, this last December, and I tried to find help. Along with the help, a good psychiatrist, a University Professor to boot, came my decision to shed the extra weight, as part of my overall struggle to beat my disorder into submission. I have to say that my struggles are paying off, without the need for medication. Anyway, my father got hospitalised two days ago, he nearly died, and I...a binge ate...after 8 months of iron discipline in what I eat, I just lost it and yesterday I ate to my heart's content. Truth be told, I am in a calorie deficit for those 8 months, while running almost every day, and running a lot, so I guess my body just needed some more energy. Anyway, I managed not to throw up, because I really thought about it, as I am now experienced in disorders, and I definitely don't want a new one in my life, because I know that as far as food is concerned, I am on a thin line already. So, instead of throwing up, I enjoyed my lapse of discipline. Today is a new day, with the usual discipline still on. I guess I could at last add something sweet in the menu, once a week š¤£ Yep, you got it right, haven't eaten bread, pasta, or anything sweet for 8 months, till yesterday. I think I feel better now that I've lapsed but still managed to get on track the very next day, but let me tell you it's not easy, especially after some 10-12km morning runs, and then getting 1600kcal for a daily budget.
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