Why Does My Body Hate Me?

“WHY DOES MY BODY HATE ME?”

I’ve heard this a few times.

“MY BODY JUST WON’T DO WHAT I WANT IT TO DO! IT’S BROKEN!”

I’ve hear that too.

Nope… it’s not broken. I know it might feel that way though.

Consider that your biology was designed for survival. Feast, Famine, Fight, Flight, Fertility.

In a time of famine, the body would adapt to conserve energy. It would down-regulate metabolism to use as little energy as possible to perform the same tasks. Conserve energy = increase likelihood of survival.

In a time of feast, the body increases energy stores, predominantly in the form of fat, in anticipation of the next famine.

I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but we DEFINITELY DO NOT live in a country of food scarcity. Food availability for us is like drinking from a fire hose.

Your biology doesn’t know that though. Your biology is still trying to preserve the human race. Your biology is on high alert for the next threat to existence.

Your biology doesn’t care if you are miserable trying on bikinis for your next vacay.

When you try starving yourself to lose weight, your body is going to do exactly what it was designed to do. It’s going to slow down your metabolism, make you tired, give you less energy, put you in a shit mood, and scream at you to eat something until you binge out and end up gaining more weight back than what you had to lose in the first place.

It’s REALLY hard living in a world of constant abundance. Cave(wo)men didn’t have to decide whether to eat or not. When there was food, it was GO TIME! And when it WAS go time, it was on meat and plants, not Starbucks and Sour Patch Kids.

It’s a lot more work today, that’s for sure.