So here we are in June - hard to believe how long it's been since I last posted. May was a very up-and-down (or more like down-and-up) month. Early on, I found myself very focused, both on the eating and the exercise, trying to keep my attention focused away from incredibly stressful waiting for biopsy results (but YAY, YAY, YAY! I don't have thyroid cancer!!!). And then a weird downer that should have been crazy relief and dancing-for-joy, but after holding my breath for two long weeks, I just felt deflated (and perhaps a little oxygen-deprived).
And then John's mom showed up for her quarterly visit - always stressful - always a disruption to the routine. And always, always an extraordinary challenge for me when it comes to food and eating. First there's the giant suitcase o' junk food, then there's the eating out, and finally there's the part where I medicate the mother-in-law visit stress, frustration, incredulousness, etc., with the aforementioned suitcase contents.And I never seem to get much better at dealing with it.
So I'm up a few pounds in the last two weeks - back up to 173. And that's okay - I can own that. Some new woman working the scale at Weight Watchers tonight looked at me and said, ever-so-earnestly, "How can we help you?" And my response was equally earnest, "You help just by being here." So corny, but so true. I really do lose my way when I don't show up for Weight Watchers meetings.
Oh yeah, go me- TOOT! TOOT! It was Bike to Work Week last week, and I made the 13 km round trip three times on my GREAT new bike. Such a difference to be lighter, both me AND my wheels. And I hit the gym twice last week too. I gave my Bike to Work t-shirt to Cam; he rode EVERY day - so proud of him!