Fat Days

We all have them. You may be having one of them right now. You know...those days when even though you are at your lowest weight since you were an infant, you feel fatter than ever. I had one of those yesterday. At one point I was seriously considering that my calves may have been full of fluids bc they looked so fat that unexplained swelling could be the only reason for their mutation.

I was 180 pounds and felt rolly and bloated. Yuck.


So I was explaining this to Heather and said, "Well maybe you don't ever have fat days since you weigh 119 pounds". Hmm...not such a good idea. She said that she is offended when people don't think she ever feels fat. So I had to have "the talk"...about how size is relative so for someone who used to weigh 327 pounds and still weighs 180, I could never imagine weighing 119 and feeling anything but tiny.


This led to the next topic. Weight Loss Surgery (cue scary and dramatic music). Of course Heather knew me before surgery and knows that I have had surgery. Remember, where I work surgery is a pretty common thing...but most choose gastric bypass. And Heather is, just so everyone is on the same page, my personal trainer and one of those people that have worked very hard to be fit their entire lives. Clearly, our very different in our thinking due to our own personal histories. She has always been supportive of my achievements and accomplishments, but I have always sensed that deep down, she is not such a fan of taking this route. So I asked her...


"Are you anti-surgery"?


Her answer...


"Well, nooooo. I am not ANTI surgery but..."


Before she could even finish I started in on the statistics we all know and love about how many people lose weight and keep it off. We had a very honest conversation about our opinions regarding all things weight loss.


For her, it is simple. You eat less. You exercise more.

For me, it is not so simple. For most of us, yes...that is the key isnt it? Eat less and exercise more. But we need help. And that is what I told her. What did I have to lose...except the weight? Look at where I am now! Healthier and happier (well, and possibly slightly crazier).

Her argument was that she feels that weight loss surgery doesnt address the real issue. I think that is valid. I told her though that for me at least, the band gave me time and clarity that allowed me to change the real issues.

And that has made all the difference.

Switching topics, tonight I get my first real massage. A whole hour! I have a gift certificate and I am pretty excited. However, I am totally wearing horrible underwear. They are like retro granny panties from Target that come half way up my back. Joey told me to go nakes...but we all know Joey's reputation for being a "painted lady" shall we say. Sigh.

I am then going to play frisbee golf after that. I mean REALLY? I don't like the heat (it's in the 90's today)....I don't like the outdoors (unless there is water)...and I cant hit the broad side of a barn.


This is going to be fabulous!

I will leave you with a couple of pictures. Tracey's daughter Kayla graduated high school last week and is getting married this weekend. Here we are after graduation.

Tracey has lost some weight with all his sadness and is now weighing in at 131.5.

Now I get to be really hateful. Because that is how I roll. This impending wedding I fear is going to be lacking...taste. In other words....full of tackiness! Do you know what the bouquet is made of? DO YOU KNOW? Black and red fake silk roses! BLACK SILK ROSES people! And I have to wear a freakin corsage of the same thing! I am sorry, I have nothing that goes with tacky....mmmmmmkkkay?

Word.