I am weak. I didn’t run today. I didn’t do any exercise at all. I basically sat on my butt reading blogs and eating ice cream. I ate ice cream last night too. Because I have no will power when it comes to mint chip ice cream (especially if it is Breyers).
When I got on the scale at the doctor’s office today, I scowled at the nursing assistant when she happily wrote down the number. I was *fully dressed* – doesn’t she know that that number was not “accurate”?! Doesn’t she know that I have been dieting for the 2nd time in my life? The scale might as well have had neon lights saying “cheater, cheater – ice cream eater.”
And then the blood pressure. It was up. 140/86. Of course it was. The cuff she used could fit around my thigh. The doctor rechecked it after I explained that walking in from the waiting room and immediately having your BP checked was not an accurate way of taking a reading. It’s NOT.
But my blood pressure wasn’t a lot better. *sign* My doctor said that I could have “white coat hypertension.” When I reported the numbers that I have been getting at home, she advised me to have my blood pressure machine checked at the health education department – just to be sure.
My ego is now deflated. I had been *so* proud of the finally losing the “baby fat” that I gained with YaYa. I know he is 8 years old, but I had lost the other 30 pounds that I had gained. The last bit didn’t seem so important. I was proud of myself anyhow because dieting is HARD.
As for my blood pressure, I probably deserve a little humbling. You see, sometimes at night I lay in bed, relax as much as I possibly can, and take my blood pressure. Then I declare my superiority to the family – gloating my supposed “health”.
Now, all I can do is try to convince the doctor, and perhaps myself too, that I AM healthy! I am. Really. I will now be eating humble pie instead of mint chip ice cream. Actually, I won’t be eating anything until after my fasting lab work has been drawn. Hopefully, I won’t have any other alarming numbers to make me reassess my health.
Wes says
You need to relax, Juls. Keep doing everything you think is right and let your body be free. It will listen.
Jon in Michigan says
I HATE getting weighed at the doctor’s office! Even when I was my thinnest, the scale still said “diet cheater – ice chocolate eater.”
Ugh.
You definately should be proud of the losing the baby fat. That is serious progress. It took me years to lose the baby fat I gained when my wife had a baby. :)
Hang in there. You are on the right course and making progress. A number is just a number.
Susan says
Sigh. Dieting is so hard. I had 125 lbs of baby fat to lose . . . then somehow 35 of it found me again.
jeffem says
Stay strong. Small setbacks will come but look at all the good things you are doing with your running, family, weight loss. As you would say, “Keep the Pace”
jeffem says
oh yeah, and good luck in SJ Sunday too….. :)
Danielle says
Hey Julie,
I just wanted to thank you for today. It was good seeing you and you were so nice to me. =] I enjoyed the stories and looking through the scrapbook, it’s so creative.. You’ve accomplished so much!
Good luck on your half marathon tomorrow. You’re gonna do great, I just know it!
Much love and thanks,
Danielle