Thursday, July 11, 2013

Sensitive Subjects

I gave myself June before I decided I definitely needed help.  In June I participated in the June Challenge, as you all know.  I stuck to the food plan (low-carb) 5 or 6 out of 7 days per week and spent those 4 weeks doing a nice mix of cardio and strength training.  I felt good, physically, and thought, surely I will see improvement either via the scale or measuring tape.

When all was said and done, no improvement.  My clothes fit the same.  My body composition isn't changing and I'm not losing weight.

Jason sometimes complains about how many vegetables we eat.  A lot of my friends make comments to me about what an inspiration I am with my diligent workouts.  But the truth is, I haven't seen the scale or the measuring tape go anywhere but up for a couple of years now.   I eat low-carb because I honestly feel better eating this way, not because I'm trying to lose weight quick.  I work out because it helps my mental well-being.  Sometimes, though, I wish I would see some physical results for all my hard work and it can be really (really, really) discouraging when I don't.

Jason started saying to me several months ago that maybe I should go see an endocrinologist or similar because no matter how sedentary my job is, something's just not right.  After my June experiment, I started looking into getting help.

I know I'll never be skinny.  I know I'll never be "Normal" on the BMI because of how I'm built.  I don't want to be skinny or normal, I just want to feel comfortable in my own skin again. 

So this week, I went to see a doctor. I did some research and found someone who is sympathetic to low-carb, and whose entire ethos, according to his website, is something I can get on board with.  He sat with me for a half hour and we talked about my background, my parents and their backgrounds and health, the things I've done in the past, what brought me to him.  I liked him a lot and we had a good repoire.

I'm not so sure about what I think he might be recommending.  I'm getting blood work done and meeting with his weight-loss specialist next week, and I already have several (skepticism-laden) questions for her.  But, as Jason pointed out, nothing I've done so far has been working, so I might as well give this a whirl, right?


Unknown said...

I think this sounds like a great idea. Sometimes bodies have their own idesa of what is normal and they need some outside help. Please keep an open mind to whatever they suggest that is within healthy peramiters, i.e., not 500 calories for the next year and then suffer with heart damage for the rest of your life. I know you are smarter than loads of people you speak with since you have done so much research. And even still, Doctors have not wanted to believe the amount of weight I have lost or dad has lost for that matter until they see me stand up and all of my loose skin falls down as proof. Good luck sweetie and sorry that I have gotten the Beasley genes and Dad seems to have inherited his mothers. :(

Señora H-B said...

I hope you can get some answers! It must be unbelievably frustrating for you. I can't imagine (you know, because I'm far too lazy to actually get on top of things).