When I went to the cardiologist last week, my numbers were all good, and I am allowed to splurge every once in a while. I've lost 20lbs. Doc said the weight loss may level off, and I said, "That's fine. I look at it as a side effect of the changed diet, it's never been the goal." And that's true. My weight hasn't been an issue for years. After years of fat shaming as a child, I finally liked myself just the way I was, and now I like my body with its uncooperative veins and arteries. And because I like living, I'm learning to like my new life style. But there were potstickers and a big bowl of pasta and full fat sauce to be had after my appointment, as well as a small cheesecake. And yes, I told the doctor my plan, haha.
I start cardiac rehab tomorrow. I had to fill out a questionnaire thing about diet. It asked what I've eaten regularly over the last year. I didn't answer it that way, because what I eat now is nothing like what I ate nearly 3 months ago. It also asked about what sustained activities I could do without getting winded. It listed basic things, but also shit like dancing, skiing and playing tennis. Don't know if I could do that, because I DON'T want to do those things. I mean, I dance around the house, but I don't do the club thing or want to take dance lessons. Forced to do that as a kid, not interested now! (PS Parents, don't try to make your kid into someone they're not. I was never going to be like my older sister, and trying to make me made everyone miserable. And hey, now my sister is chunky too, so.... Yes, there's still some bitterness there.)
Anyhoo, I digress. I'm a little worried about rehab. I won't run. I'm not going to do any of the sport type things. I walk my ass off at work, and I walk on my treadmill when I am off work. If there's weight training involved, I'm cool with that. But FFS, I am 50 years old, and I have given up most of the foods that brought me joy, you're not torturing me on top of that. Oh, and if you don't have times later than 2pm, I'm not going to be able to play along. I can only take so much time off work. Seriously, do most heart attack patients not work?!
On that note, I'm going to go check my sugar and probably have an open faced pulled pork sandwich and some cole slaw, it's splurge night. ;)
