More than half-way there
Saturday, January 17, 2015
I am being monitored by my primary care physician, a second doctor who specializes in metabolism and weight loss, and a "behavioral nutritionist" (dietician). Yesterday I saw my metabolism doctor, and she was very pleased by my progress. I think she was even happier than I am, or perhaps she is a naturally giddy person.
The best part is that my blood pressure has dropped down to 128/84 - so much better than in October, when it was high enough that both my doctors and I were about to panic (169/110)! Well, it wobbles around a bit but this is the lowest it's been for a couple of years, and is low enough for me to avoid medication, so I am very happy.
My doctor and I agreed that I will try to aim for a target of 135 lbs, which will take another 6-8 weeks of PSMF. I've survived 9 weeks, so I am hopeful that I'll be able to do this. I'm going to try to step up the exercise to speed things along. That's where I lag - I am not exercising as much as I should. I need to get off my lazy butt more!
I'm feeling a little battle-weary today. I'm so much more aware of food than I used to be - I have to consciously plan/prepare something appropriate to eat instead of just grabbing whatever is easiest, and ignore so many tempting foods at work and at home. It's not quite an obsession, but it's tiring. A lot of my motivation has been to look forward to when this will end, but that point has stretched out from the original 6 weeks to now up to 17 weeks. It's my own fault for being ambitious about the target, but moving the time target further away is wearying.
I think I need to enjoy the small victories along the way more. I had a very good day today, and need to enjoy each day more so that I am not too fixated on a far-off target, that I may or may be able to reach. One day at a time, right?