Tuesday, May 31, 2011

What If?

I'm admitting it.  Lately I've been thinking about how hard I've been working off and on and how little weight I seem to lose.  It's a struggle to keep going recently.  I can't figure out why.  I seem to be doing the same things over and over with no different result.  It makes me wonder if it's all worth it.  Oh sure, I'm proud of the muscles I'm growing and the working out that I do.  I'm proud that my pants from 2007 riding season fit me again.  I'm proud to be in an XL shirt instead of women's sizes.

This weekend I took this picture of Pete:
Pete heading up the hill at Ft Snelling to where his parents are laid to rest. 
Look how skinny he is!  And yet, when he reads off the BMI chart, he is still considered obese.  He now fits into a size 36 pants.  At his heaviest, a 48 was very tight and a 50 fit okay.  I look at him and I have to admit that I wonder what it would be like to have the gastric band.  I wonder if I would be able to drop weight easier and actually keep it off; instead of doing this 10 pound drop & gain circle I've been in since January.  I wonder if I'd qualify.  I wonder what my life would be like afterwards and if I'd have the same experiences as Pete.

If I'm honest I've wondered all these things for the last month or so.  Secretly.  On the inside.  This weekend Pete seemed to be able to read my mind.  He can see how much I'm struggling.  How much I want this thinner me.  And he asked me what is holding me back from seeking out the band.  My number one response is fear.  Fear of the unknown.  Fear of the surgery process (I've had some bad experiences in the past).  Fear of what my family would say.  Only when he asked, I told him that thinking about having it made me feel like a failure.  And as soon as I said it I realized that I had insulted him.  I had spent months telling him that he was not a failure and not to think of the band like that.  Yet, here I was admitting that this is how I would feel.  I felt instantly bad.

We ended up in a long conversation about it.  Nothing was decided and I haven't made an appointment to seek out the surgery.  But it's still back there.  I'm starting to think that it may be an option for me unless I can figure out a way to change and see some results.  I'm thinking that I need to give myself the summer to work out and eat and re-evaluate my status come the end of September.  Time to figure out all the what ifs.

1 comment:

  1. Ohhhhhh Michelle - I don't even know what to say! During the 1st part of your post, I was totally like, "yeah, that's me! I'm struggling too!" but I can't say I've ever seriously considered weight surgery. In my very own and humble opinion, if I ate unhealthy food and didn't move my body to gain weight, then I can eat healthier food and be active to lose weight. For me - I'm struggling with the day-to-day simple choices, the stress of work (well, of life!) and making my food and activity choices towards my goal. It's a struggle. It's a challenge. But in all honesty, that's why there's so many people (2/3 of America!) who are at an unhealthy weight... because it IS so hard!!