Ok, so maybe "evil" isn't the right word, but winter sure has gotten to me. Granted I'd given up walking the dogs back in Autumn (I think) but I also don't have any motivation to do it in this mess, either. I don't have any energy to ride my exercise bike. But... I am in PT for a number of things (the physical therapist saw the script and said "what happened?" I saw him back in 2013 for my pre-op attempt at avoidance. There are so many things on there he just didn't know where to start.
Eating. UGH! I haven't stuck to Weight Watchers at all. I have added a few meals here and there - the same meals I was eating on the plan. I just didn't track all the junk I've been putting in my body. Last time I saw my PCP I refused the scale. She thinks I'm still down 30 pounds. I didn't realize until I left and saw the paper she'd written on, but I didn't make any attempt to fix it.
I'm embarrassed. People stare and I want to say "I'm a middle-aged woman, so have the metabolism of a turtle, and am on enough meds to kill a horse.... oh, and by the way, nearly all of them have weight gain as a side effect; did I mention that I'm bipolar and severe depression makes me almost have negative motivation." Now, you, "skinny person" stop staring and understand that things are not as cut and dry as you think they are. So, go have a burger!
Tonight is an excellent example of our food intake of late: hubby is picking up hoagies and chips and we will have some drinks - granted it's usually one form or another of Coke Zero and when I'm not drinking water, it's either one of the Coke Zeros or diet, decaf iced tea. One of my new meds has me on Lithium which causes me to have a metal taste in my mouth all the time, so drinking waster isn't as easy as it used to be. I go as long into the day as I can with water, but at some point, I have to switch to something with taste. Plus, wow, some of those un-coated meds are nasty!
I need fruit! I think fruit will help get me back on track - and not the canned stuff, because while I'm eating Libby's no sugar added mandarin oranges in the can, I could really go for an apple that doesn't cost $1600 a pound! Ok, we do have bananas, but I'm a brat and they have to be green or have at least some green on them. I'm not a fan of banana mush or banana baby food.
That is that. Wintertime isn't my friend this year.
Here's one.fat.chick - me. Am I happy about it? No way! I'm on a journey to change that. My life is more than just my weight. I have stuff to say, stuff to share. I may get bold some days and be more on the reserved side others (most others...). Like everyone else, my life is complex and my world can be both humorous and serious. I'd like to share it and I hope that maybe, just maybe I can touch one person doing it. Take this journey with me, won't you?
Friday, February 27, 2015
Wintertime has Been Evil
Labels:
bipolar,
depression,
dogs,
eating,
embarrassment,
exercise,
obesity,
pets,
Physical Therapy
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