Two steps forward, 1.6 back, but that's okay!
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
Two pounds lost, 1.6 back. I knew it might have been too good to be true. But I'm not daunted. I was 201.6 on Sunday, 199.6 Monday, and 201 today. Even though my dramatic drop was a fluke, the fact is that 201 is still a huge win! I've got a long way to go, but 7 actual pounds down is a great start. And I will get into ONEderland. I'm on the cusp. But I have a positive outlook for the first time in a long time.
Things are about to get rough, but I'm strong. I'm likely leaving on Friday. My dog/house sitter will be with the dog until my sweetie gets home a few days later. I'm headed up to stay with my parents for a few days before my dad's procedure. It is outpatient, and not major, but any procedure at 80 is a big deal. It will be nice to see them, but...
I've got a huge history of weight issues that my mother gave me. No holds barred... she foisted her own issues off on me, and made them worse. I say this with rancor. But she is not the same person I grew up with. My mom has dementia. So even though she's still lucid, she isn't responsible for what she says now. 20 years ago, I had to ban my mother from commenting about my weight (I know I've blogged about this before, so I won't get into it right now). It got so bad that I had to ban her from complimenting me at all, as she would only do so if she thought I had lost weight since I'd seen her last.
That all being said, my parents are food pushers. Last time I was up there, I told my dad (and her, a few times, but mostly for my dad's benefit) that I wasn't eating breakfast. I would be out and about during the day (most days), and got an appropriate sized lunch on my own. Now I'm not really eating lunch. AND, I'm not going to be out and about alone, as I'm specifically coming to spend time with them before the procedure.
I figure I'll have a cheat day. That's fine. But I'm faced with Saturday and Sunday. I don't want to eat all day on both days. I think I'll be able to skip breakfast easily enough, but lunch will be harder. Ugh. And driving 11 hours on Friday without anything but water is going to suck! I will make some Crystal Light. Yeah.
AND, it will be stressful! I'm not talking about having the same conversation over and over with my mom. I have a ton of patience for that. But with my dad's procedure looming, I think everyone will be on edge. Last time I talked to them about it on the phone, my mom said, "What procedure?" So, I'm not sure if she's assimilated the info yet. Some things stick, most things don't.
On the day, my sister and I will take them down. One of us will go in with dad (please let it be me), and the other will stay with mom, as only one person is allowed to go into the hospital. She can't go in there with him, as she can't be alone in there.
So, this weekend and next week are likely to be rough for good choices and healthy eating. But I can do it. I have to do it. I have to at least maintain this good lead. No. I have to keep going! I can't let this derail me. It isn't like I'm on some plan with prepackaged food, lol. And I'll take my exercise stuff with me - at least the weights and the stretch bands. I have to keep doing my PT. So that will help.
Oh, speaking of PT... yesterday, I was really sore from the days before. I decided to give myself one day off from PT, as my muscles needed some recovery time. That likely made a difference in the scale also. Interesting. Well, I'm still glad I took the day off yesterday, as I really was hurting. Today is still a little stiff, but definitely better. I've already done my inverted crunches, and I've done a little yard work. I will start in on my PT soon. It is laundry day. And even though there is so much less laundry without my sweetie here, I still have to go up those two flights many times. I will not be taking the dog for a long walk - just the little regular ones around the yard. The air quality is bad again today. I had to use my inhaler a bunch yesterday, and have already thought about it today. Plus, it is already super hot!