What I was gonna do... and the lady in the bathroom.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
I've been frustrated with the scale. I got down to 131, then bounced back up and around and down again. Then I got down to 130.8, and now I'm back up to around 132. What the????
Well, then I read the calorie differential report on SP. Turns out, I've been more at the top of my calorie range every day for the last bit, and going over two days. The big picture is that my calories in the past few weeks were higher than they've been since I started SP. So... my fault, I'll work on it, and thank goodness for tracking, or I'd probably be totally confused and ticked right now.
So, since I can't whine about the scale, I thought I'd write about something else. The "Lady in the Bathroom." Yesterday, I went to the restroom, and while in the stall, I heard huffing and puffing from another stall. I actually got worried. "Is someone having a heart attack? An asthma attack? A panic attack?" My brain was going into high gear, while I considered asking these questions to the invisible person. I decided that bathrooms are good places for privacy, so I didn't say anything, and got out of my stall to wash my hands.
Then she emerged from hers. She was very overweight, and seemed to be having difficulty walking, and was clearly having trouble breathing. She didn't seem to be distressed - this may be her normal level of exertion for breathing - I don't know.
I'm not judging, and I'm not assessing this woman's worth at all. In terms of all that surrounds her, I have no idea where she is, what she is doing, and how her life is working for her. What I did do was think about how glad I am that I've found SP.
My muscles are tight and springy. Most days, I'm a little sore, and I love that. I can bounce up the stairs now, enjoying the feeling of my thighs working, and not getting even slightly out of breath. I'm more active and happy, and I have wonderful friends supporting me as I get even closer to my ideal of health for me. Yesterday? When I was warming up for my strength training? My arm muscles looked good. You heard me - I COULD SEE MUSCLES IN MY ARMS! Sort of biggish ones, I felt pumped.
All this has come from my time with SP. I've totally turned around the way I look at fitness. I used to think about it as a "have to" and now it is actually something that I look forward to. My body works better than before, and I'm really happy.
So, when I saw the "lady in the bathroom" I wanted to spread the spark. But the spark doesn't work that way. Telling her that her wheezing could be fixed is probably something she knows. Heck, she may even be working on fixing it now. I just feel so much better in my skin now, and I so wish that for everyone. I've been the "lady in the bathroom" and the "lady on the stairs" in the past, and I am so motivated to keep moving in the direction I'm moving in.
Even if the scale doesn't make me do a happy dance every day.