Always a work in progress...
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
So I managed to drag myself to the Y this morning, alone. It's so easy to put off working out when you don't have a workout partner, but H is going to be gone for at least three more weeks so I have to get used to forcing myself. The workout went all right, but I'm still working on getting enough calories to have the energy to work out, so it was a fairly light work out by my standards. But I think I managed to find a way to sneak in some extra calories, so maybe tomorrow will be more rigorous.
I just talked to a friend of mine who is morbidly obese and having congestive heart failure. :( She's in rehab right now because she hasn't got enough strength in her legs to stand, and her attitude is very negative. She's refusing to do physical therapy unless they get her pain meds. I can understand that she is in pain and doesn't want to be. She spent most of the phone call complaining that she hates the food they serve her. What I don't understand is why she doesn't seem to want to get better. I've been doing this low-carb diet for two years now--right now I'm trying the Metabolism Miracle plan to see if I can't get off some of my medications--and my friend has seen what a huge difference I've made in my life. Our circle of friends has many people who eat low-carb or at least more nutritionally sound. But my friend, who is diabetic, still eats junk and sugar and refuses to do any exercise at all. I understand that it's hard. I don't understand why she seems to want to die. It upsets me quite a lot, and I'm afraid I've withdrawn rather than see her hurt herself. Why would she rather be sick than make some changes? Anything is better than what she's doing now. I'm so sad and worried.