Sunday, June 12, 2011
I went to the doctor for a checkup and she said my weight was fine. I am on the edge of the BMI chart of normal. She said people with a bit higher BMIs lived longer.
Then a good friend of mine also said my weight was fine. She has a BMI that says she is underweight! When she sits in the passenger seat of my car, the light goes on to show the weight is not heavy enough to activate the airbags!!!
I weighed 125 my whole life. When I hit 40, I put on a pound a year. Now at age 66, I am 150. Yes, I do not look that bad, but my knees are killing me. I know for a fact that the less weight the knees have to carry, the better off they are. (my friend springs like a gazelle up the steep incline of her backyard)
I realize now that it is a terrible terrible mistake to tell ANYONE that you want to lose weight. I do not think I have been obsessive or anything talking about it. I know that is irritating no matter what the topic.
Now my motivation is low because of these comments. Yet, deep down, I know I would feel much better at even 140. 135 would be better. And I have a deep fear of disability. I mean, your knees are everything.