So I got on the scales today and now I wish I hadn't. It flashed "One at a time, please!" just prior to giving me a heart attack.
I am at my heaviest ever this morning. It's like everything is conspiring to make and keep me fat. Every single medication has a warning on it about effecting concentration but none say they will make you fat- but they do.
So with so much going on with Rona, my physical limitations and all the medicines I need to take daily, I haven't got much hope of losing any weight.
I am making wiser food choices and upped my water intake, but that's about it for me. No way am I ever going to take appetite suppressants.
About 30 years ago I lost 84lbs. I was on Duromine tablets and they made me extremely tense and testy. I remember slamming the fridge door so hard the bottles inside clinked together violently.
I thought who needs this? So I stopped them and gradually gained back the weight. Topped off with my reading this morning, it was a shock to my system.
Anyway, I am nearly seventy now, so that makes me old as well as fat. But I do believe as well as that, that I am wiser.
I am finally going to accept that I am probably too old and sick to safely lose the 100+ pounds that I need to lose in order to look great on a BMI Chart.
Apart from a few steps like upping my water and reducing my plates of food, I have a brilliant plan...
I understand Miller's and Best and Less are selling clothes up to size 26... it will be nice to feel a loose waisted skirt again and I have Afterpay to help.
See, I am old and fat, but definitely wiser.
My list of to do's are:
Fold and put away today's load of laundryCook potatoes, pumpkin, onion and peas to serve with the left over lamb from last night.Check out the plus size clothes online- Finally chuck out those lying, treacherous scales.... :)
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