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Acceptance: The Not-So-Naked Truth
Aug. 25th, 2004 12:32 amI said a while back that last weekend seemed to be a running dialogue about acceptance. Accepting myself, accepting differences, accepting others, accepting my limitations and boundaries, and accepting others opinions of me.
I know, that's a lot of angst for a weekend, but I promise, there was no life or death problems, but there was plenty of chances to learn, grow. In my second adolescence, sometimes I learn, sometimes I don't.
The weekend started Friday when Chris has to wake up for work. Since I had to travel to south Arlington to visit my doctor, I sort of woke up at the same time, and didn't fall back to sleep. I drove in a light rain and made it to the doc's office on time. After filling out the paperwork, I was called, and off we went for a blood pressure check (yes, my blood pressure's a little high) and off to weigh.
I asked the nurse if the reading was right, but there it was, spelled out in LCD numbers. It was 20 pounds more than I was a year ago, and I guess about 40 pounds more than I thought I was. I'm not sure if it was a delusion or what, but I did think that the pants were getting tight again. My doctor was nice enough to not be disappointed, as i was, and he was looking for new suggestions to try to help me. you can tell that I'm embarrassed about this, since I'm not going to tell you exactly what my weight is.
This is were I feel I should have taken more personal action, walking, riding, working out. I think I've put too much faith in my doctor's chemical try to get my weight down, and not in trying to actually change my behaviors and take control of my health. It's not that my doc didn't recommend this before...the pills are supposed to help with, not replace a healthier lifestyle, so I feel that my lazy attitude has only hurt myself. This will need to change over the next year. I lost weight the year before, but now have backpedaled.
( More Weekend, More Thoughts )
I know, that's a lot of angst for a weekend, but I promise, there was no life or death problems, but there was plenty of chances to learn, grow. In my second adolescence, sometimes I learn, sometimes I don't.
The weekend started Friday when Chris has to wake up for work. Since I had to travel to south Arlington to visit my doctor, I sort of woke up at the same time, and didn't fall back to sleep. I drove in a light rain and made it to the doc's office on time. After filling out the paperwork, I was called, and off we went for a blood pressure check (yes, my blood pressure's a little high) and off to weigh.
I asked the nurse if the reading was right, but there it was, spelled out in LCD numbers. It was 20 pounds more than I was a year ago, and I guess about 40 pounds more than I thought I was. I'm not sure if it was a delusion or what, but I did think that the pants were getting tight again. My doctor was nice enough to not be disappointed, as i was, and he was looking for new suggestions to try to help me. you can tell that I'm embarrassed about this, since I'm not going to tell you exactly what my weight is.
This is were I feel I should have taken more personal action, walking, riding, working out. I think I've put too much faith in my doctor's chemical try to get my weight down, and not in trying to actually change my behaviors and take control of my health. It's not that my doc didn't recommend this before...the pills are supposed to help with, not replace a healthier lifestyle, so I feel that my lazy attitude has only hurt myself. This will need to change over the next year. I lost weight the year before, but now have backpedaled.
( More Weekend, More Thoughts )
