First off, HI!!! *waving* I've not dropped off the face of the Earth, I've just been bogged down with..well..life, I guess. Work has been much more hectic than normal and my family has been on the go for the past few weeks. Thank you to everyone who wrote an email or left a comment wondering where I'd gone. You guys are awesome and make a girl feel good :) I apologize for being a bad blogging buddy. I've been reading all your blogs and keeping up, but not commenting much. This is my promise to do better!
Surprisingly enough, I haven't been too bad, eating wise, during my short hiatus. Fourth of July was rough, we had a cookout with some friends and I know that I went over my calorie limit. It's the FIRST day since February 2, though, that I didn't track my calories. I'm kicking myself for that. Other than the cookout, though, I've done pretty well. I think my fluid balance is FINALLY evened out after coming off that medicine.
A have an old "new" friend at work. She and I have always been pleasant, but lately we have gotten closer. We've gone to lunch several times and tend to chat a few times a day. One day last week she and I were having a conversation at work about weight loss. We are both plus sized women and, I think that gives me a little more freedom to discuss things with her in the weight/food arena. Is that odd? At any rate, I was telling her about the frustration of seeing a "gain" after coming off of a diuretic and how it was messing with my mind. She asked me how many times a day I weighed and was FLOORED when I replied that it was at least three. She doesn't own a scale. It really shocked her when I told her that, sometimes, if I don't like what I see on the scale at night, I'll try not to eat dinner or at least eat lighter so it will be a better number in the morning. That's when she said it. The question that really hit home with me.
"You know that's not normal, right?"
Well...yes, I guess intellectually, I *do* know that's not normal. The problem is, it's become *my* normal, and it's not healthy. Not at all. It's become so routine to me, though, that I can't imagine it any other way. This is why in Deb's Freedom Challenge, one of my goals is to weigh less often. I can't say I won't weigh every day, but hopefully not multiple times. I'm doing ok with this goal.
Another conversation that hit me hard recently was with my brother. He was in town for a short visit and we went to lunch together before he caught his plane back home. We were talking weight loss and such. He and I have never really discussed it much until recently. He works out all the time, is in the military, and has always been in pretty good shape. He's in medical school now and so we've been discussing healthy habits more often. I can't for the life of me remember what prompted him to say it, but he said, "I think you have a mild eating disorder." My initial gut reaction was denial, but about thirty seconds later, I thought...well, yeah, obviously!
I share these conversations with you because they are all part of my journey to get healthy, both physically and emotionally. "Knowing is half the battle," as GI Joe says. So, now I need to figure out what to do with this information about myself!
So, do any of you have any quirky weight loss habits?