About 7 months ago I walked into a doctor’s office. I was feeling very bad. I was sick every day. I couldn’t sleep. I have a horrible doctor. She was very curt and blunt. She told me (and this is nearly a direct quote): I was obese, old, and had an unhealthy lifestyle, and that she couldn’t help me.
That was not what I wanted or expected to hear. So I asked her to recommend the best way to lose weight and she said that she went to Weight Watchers. Two days later I was at a meeting. I really wanted to be anywhere else. I was embarrassed that I needed help. Heck, I was embarrassed to ask the doctor for help and I didn’t get it. Now I had to ask for help again. And I didn’t get it again. What I got, instead, was them showing me a plan, but they told me that it was up to me, and that I was in control. So, I decided to be in control.
It was a week before Thanksgiving–NOT a good time to go on a diet, so I’m told. And I was leaving town the next day on a trip. I don’t really think there is a good time to go on a diet. However, there is no BAD time to change your lifestyle. And that is what I have done. I eat mostly fruits and vegetables and some lean meats. Almost never do I touch sweets or processed sugar, and very little bread. I have found that those were the things that were making me feel bad. I don’t want to feel bad anymore.
And, I started a Couch to 5K program and I have run 3 5Ks races so far this year. I know I am lucky to be able to run at my age and am thankful for that. I feel great.
Yes, I’m still quilting, but not as much. Yes, I’m still losing weight, but not as much. I am nearly at the weight I was 20 years ago. I hope to get there by the 4th of July. But if I don’t, it doesn’t matter. My lifestyle has changed, and I’m the one in control of that. I could have changed my doctor, but it turns out that, although her bedside manner stunk, she was right.