Saturday, May 17, 2014
I had my second physical this past week with my new doctor. I was pretty much forced into going last year by my work and the insurance requirements and as much as it sucked to be forced into going, I'm glad that I went when I did and went back after such a year as I've had. Somewhere halfway between the two appointments I had blood work done (it took me six months and the impending loss of insurance coverage to get me to obey the order requisition) but never actually got to discuss the results with my doctor. I accessed them online and saw them for myself but had no professional analysis to go with them.
So I went for another appointment, like a responsible adult, and discussed my health more in depth with my doctor. I wasn't paralyzed by fear like I had been for my first appointment and we had some good talk. To sum it up - she's happy with all my vitals. My cholesterol was a little high and we'll re-check it in a year or so, but it wasn't alarmingly high and the rest of my numbers were good. In short: I am healthy.
All of the worrying over the scale (its up again lately) all of the worry over missed workouts (but hey I can still keep a decent running pace and I feel good) but I'm healthy - and *that* is the important part. So I'm giving myself a new goal - continue to eat well and get regular exercise, check the scale for any drastic changes and to maintain honesty, and stop worrying about hitting a particular number or continuing to lose weight.
I guess this would be my transition into maintenance, I won't rule out further loss because I'm still re-adjusting to life post wedding planning and addressing major job stress and those two things alone can affect my body. But I don't think I should be entirely focused on the need to drop weight anymore, and that feels pretty good.