So. Much. Truth. Similar story. Towards the end of med school, I was by myself on rotations, no lady friends, running, biking, working out and doing an elimination diet trial. I got down to 185 as a 5'10" dude, felt amazing, and I was strong. Ran a few marathons. Then I met my wife
and while we still went hiking and adventuring, I was spending time with her, and she was way cooler than me, so I spent less time biking and running. Residency and a bum thyroid kicked my butt and I left residency around 200. Some other family drama and just the stress of the job, and I was stable at 210. Felt like dog doodoo. I tore my ACL because my legs got a little weak. Then I got the ACL fixed, got my butt back in the gym, got my hormones and thyroid figured out, but not much was changing. I was able to find a sports nutritionist that works at my gym and understands and supports the crazy crap I like to do. I turned a freaking corner. Weight is down to a solid 190-195, all my pants and clothes are loose and fit better (except in the quads and glutes because, well, it's always leg day
). But I got myself into the 1100# club last year, hit a number of life time lifting goals, and then trained and just finished my first 100 mile race. I'm broken, I know, but hard stuff is fun. Any my wife being the crazy supportive nut that she is ran the last 20 miles with me.
The point is, just like the guys above said,
it's not easy. It's not fun. I want to eat cookies every day. But I know that's not the right answer. So we don't buy them anymore. I aim for 0.6-0.8g/lb of protein a day, and I've found that my slowly sneaking my daily calories up to somewhere around 22-2300, I feel better, I'm more energized, and I'm keeping the weight and fat off. I love it. I don't want to go back.
Part of my journey that has led me to become more healthy has also made me look long and hard at the EM field, and I've started to think that I need a change. I'm looking at applying for a fellowship next year that will take some of the stress off of my day to day. But that's a story for another thread. I think it's what I need to stay healthy, sane, and to be able to continue practicing medicine for the next 20-30 years. I'm doubtful that retirement will ever truly come for our generation, but one can always hope. In the meantime I'm going to prep for a longer career that I can stay healthy and wind down in much easier than The Pit
TM.