Today I had a doctor's appointment.
Last year, almost a year ago, I went to see my doctor. We had a long discussion about health and weight and depression and anxiety and all of the other fun issues you can discuss with your doctor. I decided to lose weight. By that I mean she encouraged me to make that decision.
But, it was my own.
I've been back in the meantime, but we haven't discussed weight.
The reason I went back today was because I've been running a lot, and I use my inhaler, and I needed a new prescription.
When I told her this, she said "well, then, let's talk weight."
There's nothing that gets me more stressed out than the weight discussion. (Thank goodness she'd already checked my blood pressure). But, there was no going back.
We went through everything I'm doing, she weighed me, we evaluated my diet. I admitted I've been a little less focused about my eating, but explained that I've been exercising a lot so not really gaining because of that.
I finally said "I know - I need to lose 20 lbs. and I should have by now. I'm just frustrated."
She looked me straight in the eye and said "that's not the weight discussion I wanted to have."
What she wanted to tell me was that I've lost a lot of weight (about 55 lbs) in a healthy way. And, her recommendation was that I lose 10 lbs more - not 20. And, her reasoning for that is because she said that I'm active and I'm running and that 10 lbs would make a huge difference in my cardiovascular.
In other words, my weight now is healthy. Another 10 pounds would mean that I'm in good shape.
And then, even cooler, she hugged me. And, she said that she's incredibly proud of me for making so many positive changes in my life.
This is a doctor who saw me at my worst. She went through ppd with me and helped pull me out of it.
Okay, so she also said that if I lose another 10 lbs I'll be in optimum shape for having another baby. Yeah. Good to know. Very good to know. But, that is not my immediate (if ever?) goal.
So, yay me!
So, it looks like I'll be dragging my sister to the gym a little more often (Beck, I know you are thrilled about this) and watching what I eat a whole lot more. Because, really, 10 lbs are doable!!