I'm starting to think if I lived alone I would naturally drift into some kind of fast/feast cycle. My huge dinner (we're talking full-sized plate heaped as high as it can go with at least a pound of chicken and heaps of vegetables with butter) felt satisfying but through the night I was burning up with heat and by morning I was still pretty full so I rode my bike to work without breakfast.
It feels so good to eat big. And it feels good to not worry about the consequences. My appetite actually works. It turns off now when I don't need more food.
A while back I attempted Fast 5 but it didn't work. I don't think such a short window would ever work for me, but I think I'd naturally be ready for an 8 hour eating window now. I guess something has shifted inside me maybe. I don't know. But it does seem the longer I go on this diet the more the little small changes just keep adding up.
I guess part of my point of this thread was to acknowledge that I've healed enough that I don't have to think of myself as having a slow metabolism or possible thyroid issues or as being perimenopausal and somehow not capable of complete health and fitness. I guess I kind of also no longer believe entirely that it works different for us women and that we must calorie count. I honestly think calories do not matter if your body works right. That's not to say that your body working right = your body being culturally perfect to look at. But if your body works right it self-regulates.
I know I'll never have the discipline to starve myself into what the culture says is perfect, but damn, my body works so well now I'm pretty darn happy to be a little chunky if it means I don't have to worry about satisfying my appetite when I'm hungry.
Female, 5'3", 50, Max squat: 202.5lbs. Max deadlift: 225 x 3.