Show and tell
Friday, October 16, 2015
Yesterday I had lunch with a couple of work-colleagues-turned-friends
. We try to get together two or three times a year and it's always fun to catch up. We work in an area that is still male-dominated, so I really enjoy spending some time with women with whom I can share work as well as personal stories. And my friends are older and smarter than I am, so I find I always learn something from chatting with them.
One of my friends is a total rock star. She and her hub adopted two special needs boys about a decade ago, when she was older than I am now. What that family has gone through - multiple surgeries for both kids, all kinds of therapy, etc - is amazing. So it was so much fun to listen to her talk about "normal" parenting stuff like music lessons and soccer games.
She's also the friend who had a serious cancer scare this year, and had surgery to deal with it. She's cancer free right now, and looks so happy. She said that fearing for months that her death was imminent, and then learning that she was out of danger, inspired her to try to lose weight. She's been on a diet for 2 weeks and has gained a few pounds instead, and asked me what I did. So I shared - it felt strange, to say aloud so many of the things I type here - and I hope she takes my advice, to talk to her doctor and consult with a licensed dietician. It helped me so much to have professionals guide me and hold me accountable.
I didn't want lunch to end so I ordered a single chocolate dessert to share. I told my friends they didn't have to eat it, as I cut the massive chocolate covered ball of mousse into 3 portions, and I admitted that I just wanted an excuse to hang around with them some more. But my friends love chocolate, so inhaled their portions. I had about a teaspoon of mine and left the rest. I would have finished it, but talking about losing weight reminded me that I should be trying harder to stay on track.