Friday, March 21, 2014
Life as an "in-betweener" is really a strange place to be. An "in-betweener" is someone who is between morbidly obese and goal weight. In general, "in-betweeners" and their accomplishments are typically dismissed by the world because in spite of losing a lot of weight, we still look like we just got off the couch. We don't have "the look"
I've gotten this a lot at doctors offices where they don't know me. I used to get offended when a medical professional would make comments about starting a basic exercise program or making simple changes in my diet to start losing weight without asking anything about my history.
Not any more.
Now I feel like I have a secret identity, known only to a few. A superhero behind Clark Kent glasses. On the outside I don't look like much, but on the inside....
There was a couple times I tied them up in knots with answers they were not expecting... Such as "I couldn't squeeze in my 30 min walk because I was in the middle of a 50 mile training ride...but I did keep it at or below VT1" or "I'll start in a couple days, I'm still sore from my half marathon"
I've gotten nicer though...
Now when I get such remarks I just smile... Because I know who I am even though the book has been judged by it's cover.
Sometimes office visits are quite affirming such as watching a nurse fuss with the instruments while taking my pulse because someone like me shouldn't have such a low resting heart rate.... Until I tell them about my endurance training.... and smile.
My happiness doesn't come from the externals. My happiness is the inner strength that comes from beating the odds. My obesity was very similar to credit card debt. It got to the point that it took on a life of it's own and the numbers were out of control.
I have fought and took my life back and refused to let myself be destroyed.
Today, I wear my "Clark Kent" glasses with pride.
The world does not define me because I know who I am.
I am an obesity survivor.