Story-My husband doesn’t even wear a coat in 30 degree weather, but I look like I’m making an assault on Everest. Who cares how you look as long as you are comfortable enough to get your walking in.
Carol-One of the 7 habits of highly successful weight loss maintainers is to start taking the stairs and parking farther away. They did a survey up here where they put signs up near elevators about which way the stairs are, and found a much larger percentage of people will take the stairs if they simply know where they are.
Zelma-I do miss the sidewalks. It might not seem normal, but I take pride in the little things like keeping house just because I can’t get the pride of doing a job out of the home. I’m not sure I’m ready to give him cooking lessons. I was raised where men folk had no business being in the kitchen. I’m also not the best teacher. I always learned things really fast, and seem to expect everyone else to pick things up just as fast, and that’s unreasonable. My mom was the same way, that’s why she didn’t attempt to teach me to sew. I learned by watching instead. I’m very good in a lecture situation, but trying to teach someone hands on, I’m just grueling.
Angie-Don’t feel bad. I’ve been down for 3 weeks, and I think I eat to cover the pain and boredom. Plus, I just don’t lose weight until I can exercise because my metabolism is just non-existent.
Annie-I can go to the pool as soon as I can walk a block to the bus stop. I’m pretty close. I also need to be able to bend good enough to shave the back of my legs good. I’m going to freak people out walking in there in my bathing suit, so I don’t want them to think I’m an escaped gorilla. My skin is very light and my skin hair is very dark, and very thick, so even if I’m willing to be seen in public in a bathing suit, I have my limits, and don’t even suggest that I let him do it. I’d be worried that he might enjoy it a tad too much, and I draw the line at that kind of weirdness.
Sharon-I wear Hanes Beefy-T’s, and the arms on those are plenty long. You can always buy long sleeved t-shirts, and hem them to the length you want. I knew someone in St. Pete who had had WLS, and had serious saggy skin, and she wore a body suit like a bike rider or runner might wear. She could work out without it flopping around. I read an article not too long ago that lack of physical support in other areas, and not just lack of a good sport’s bra, was one of the things that kept obese individuals from working out long term. I only really need to make sure my swim suit is tight across the shoulders at this point to keep my tummy flab from flopping in the pool too much, but hopefully, there will come a time when I will need more support, and I’m prepared to wear a dive skin under my exercise stuff if necessary.
Judo-don’t worry if you can’t keep up with personals. It takes time. Good job on getting all your ducks in a row. Planning will make just about any endeavor more successful.
Jeanne-I want to go to the candy store too. I am PMSing, and need some chocolate—BAD. At this point I’d eat a chocolate scented candle.
Donna-I did that “I don’t want to get on the scales because A) I don’t want to know, B) I’m sure it is the same as last time, or C) What I don’t know won’t hurt me,” for about 200 pounds. When they stuck me on the scale in the hospital, and I saw that the first number was a 5, I actually got into a shouting match with the nurse. We are only as sick as our secrets. Get on the scale. It won’t kill you.
Johnnie-I am still trying to figure out how he ripped his pants. I mean it would have made more sense if he had torn his parka. The tear was under his coat. I’m visualizing him trying to scratch his back with the ice chopper or something. He is of course clueless. I would have felt the breeze down my backside.
Heather-I spent half my life saying to myself that as soon as I lost weight, I’d do A or B. I was waiting to start my life, even as my life went on without me. I’m so glad that I quit waiting. I’m not where I want to be, or even where I thought I’d be, but by God, I’m not where I was either.
Meta-It is sure hard to get back on the horse. It seems like the longer you are off, the longer it takes until you get past the chewing fingernails point.
I’m starting to walk a few steps without the crutch, but taking it easy and one step at a time literally. I am counting the days until I can get in the pool. I know everything will be easier then, including the recovery. I’m still too scared to venture out onto the ice. I guess there’s no hurry.
You have such an amazing way with words that brings whatever you are describing to life. The behemoths in the kitchen had me rolling.