You're awesome, sbhikes, and I always feel like we're on the same page at the same time.Gosh, this is like reading my own story almost. Used exercise to lose weight because I can't imagine living on such low calories. LC/Primal gave me the weight loss I could no longer attain in my 40s despite lots of exercise. But you know what? I don't have to go low carb anymore so long as it's all primal stuff. I suppose it doesn't add up to much, but it's potatoes and sweet potatoes and bananas and even sometimes dates and (yes, really) sugar and honey.
I swear what Molly looks like is pretty close to what I look like. Sorta soft, maybe a little heavier than what you'd have to be to sport "abs" and be "enviable". But damn, I swear to you, if you have not tried it, basing your love of your own body on what it can DO vs. what it WEIGHS is so awesome. I go in there to do my lifting and if I go in scared to death and ready to fail and then I succeed I actually will say "Hell YEAH!" or something out loud. I don't care who is listening. Then I'll go and brag on my journal. Oh yeah, yet another PR. I benched 75lbs today. How many women can do that?? My success will give me a spring in my step all day while I'm eating enormous chicken breasts and steaks with real potatoes and not caring one bit if it's lady-like to eat such a big portion.
Having a real measure of success feels great and having a body that can do stuff is liberating in a way that just being a feminist doesn't quite do (sorry, I'm old enough that the word feminist has a good connotation). Real physical change -> real inner transformation.