So, I follow a science writer called Science Babe (or SciBabe). She's pretty awesome, but today I learned that she lost 90lbs in the past.
And I realized that when she was dealing with illness she handled it much better than I did. I can't even blame drugs that played with my appetite because she managed that like a grownup. Unlike me.
At the start of my treatment I had the BEST intentions regarding eating healthy and losing weight. What a great opportunity to focus on my health, right? I always have the best intentions. They are generally followed by a trip to the grocery store where I can't resist the new flavors of Lays potato chips (Butter Chicken? WHAT A GREAT IDEA!) (Yes, I did this last night).
On the plus side, I'm down two pounds this week through the way I've eaten the rest of the week and the snacks/junk I cut out. Like yesterday when I sat down with a bag of grapes instead of wandering to the convenience store conveniently placed right across the street.
Finally, SciBabe has an amazing attitude about her health:
"I’m going to be “sick” for the rest of my life, but most days I feel just fine. Getting into shape and taking care of my health was a huge part of that. It wasn’t my weight that caused my condition, but the circumstances of my condition stopped my weight from eventually causing any other problems."
I have much to learn.