OMWD, my mother lives just 1.5 miles from me. She's 82 and systematically devouring my life. And she doesn't care. Once she gets her cataract surgeries done, I'm dumping her!
She's really mean-spirited. I have stopped bringing my sons over to visit her. She says hurtful things to them about their weight and about who they are, just like she used to say to me. I don't have to let her get away with this. She told me that I looked like I was gaining weight again. Scale, tape measure and clothes are saying something completely different, but she still has to ruin how proud I am of my efforts. And her toxins are so ingrained in me that for a few days, I believed her and was feeling bad about myself again!
But one positive is coming out of this, I've got TONS of practice at not eating when stressed! And I'm down another .5lb. So it's feeling like both my feet are now in the 290s. Last night I stood on the scale and saw that even after a day of eating, I weighed less than 300 lbs. So now I feel safe here and ready to push on, with no looking back! I feel so confident that I know what I'm doing and I'm going to succeed! No matter how long it takes!
Mrs. T, it gets about as cold there as it does in Central California on most days in the winter (except for a few really good freezes), so bundle up and enjoy the rain. I love the winter! Hate the summer!
I did a little research and found a few women on the 3FC boards who are over 50, post-M and continue to lose weight at a steady rate. Their recipe is to keep up with weight training and keep calories low. More work for us in our futures! That's okay. We'll be the ones with the strong bones and good balance as we age.
Lovely, sending a shout out to you! And good, calorie-burning vibes!
Okay, gotta go put drops in my mother's eyes...ugh! She's decided she can't do it.