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Sunday, June 24, 2018

Part of the joys of aging include turning your head to look at something and pulling a muscle in your neck, like I did just now. Owwwwwwwwwwwww! Another joy of aging is suddenly dropping five pounds, being excited about it, then gaining six. Ha ha, body. Very funny. You're a riot. I went in for my monthly weigh-in with my nutritionist, and lo and behold, the first gain since March. It was annoying. I was disappointed.

Before you jump on me with either encouragement or to-do lists, let me finish, because I am old and crotchety, and I now have a crick in my neck. I will tell you, there was no real revelation. There was no "do this and it will go away" or "you need to change this, this, and this and it will get back on track." Nope. It's hormones, plain and simple. My body has suddenly discovered I'm about 20 pounds down and it's going into panic mode. Again. My ancient cavewoman ancestors would be proud to know that their DNA is helping me not starve to death in case of famine here in Texas. So, instead of the usual prescribed starvation, kale, extreme fitness, self-loathing, and all that other b.s. nonsense, or looking at those insipid inspirational quotes (FIGHT ME!!!) and "fitspo" pictures for motivation, I am simply going to keep going. I drilled down to see that I need to be more diligent in tracking, so I am. I drilled down to see that I need to drink more water, because it is hell season, er, summer here in Dallas (affectionately known as Satan's Armpit). I drilled down to see that I need to get to bed at a decent hour because five hours a night of sleep isn't helpful, even though it seems to be what my brain is comfortable with. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I started a new medication for allergies that I suspect is not being very helpful (it's a steroid). So. It is what it is.

There will be no valiant charge, no calls to rally the troops, no enthusiastic recommitment. Nope. I'll just keep on keeping on, chopping wood and hauling water. (There's a book about that somewhere on the internet, the name of which escapes me, and I'm feeling too ornery and unhelpful to look it up.) That's really all I have to say at the moment. And just remember, you never saw anything, and I was never here.
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