The view on the way back down...
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Hi all! Thanks for your encouragement about Berlin. I'm back from the show and everything went well, including my eating! I did have a couple of treats here and there, but it was nothing I feel too uncomfortable about. On my first night there, I managed to do a nice long night run. That was the extent of my formal exercise...and my sightseeing, since this trip was all work. However, I walked several miles each day just getting to/from/around the conference center, so I was hardly a bump on a German log!
Thankfully, the scale didn't move while I was away and I've lost another two pounds this week through cycling and smart eating. I cycled 26 miles on Tuesday and had a good workout at the gym yesterday, so I'm feeling very much back on track.
Okay, now I want to tell you a story...are you ready? About twelve years ago, I decided to try the Depo Provera birth control shot. I was having trouble remembering to take my pills and I was so taken in by the "only four times a year!" lure of Depo. They had told me there was the possibility of weight gain, but they also told me that about the pill and I hadn't gained any weight there, so I thought I was certainly immune to these fluctuations. So I had my first shot and I was so pleased not to have to take any pills, but the satisfaction wore off when I started gaining weight RAPIDLY. The high-dose hormone in Depo had affected my body much more than the daily pill and before I knew it, I had gained nearly 25 pounds, swelling to the unimaginable number of....MY CURRENT WEIGHT!
I freaked out, as I had never weighed this much before and I felt absolutely enormous. I felt so awkward in public and I wanted to scream at everyone, "THIS IS NOT MY REAL SIZE!" Of course I decided not to get the follow-up shot after three months and, as luck would have it, the weight melted off as easily as it had come on once the hormone left my system. If only it were always that easy! I was glad to have my old body back, but I still carried that number in my mind of my "Depo weight" and never reached it again until after I got married and moved to Scotland. The adjustment distracted me enough from my weight that I not only reached that number again, but surpassed it by 20 pounds.
But NOW, folks...now I am back at that number after nearly three months of hard work and you know what? It feels GREAT! It's funny how the meaning of one number can change whether you're on the way up or down. I feel so much better at my "Depo weight" now than I did when I was 21 - it actually feels like a victory! That doesn't mean I want to STAY at this weight...I'm just glad to be reliving this moment from a different perspective. That's my little lesson in relativity for the day.