2007-06-20
learning to let go
I guess I’m going to have to try and emotionally separate myself from my friend’s behavior. I love her like a sister, but honestly, I cannot let myself get upset at her poor choices.
I called her after her doctor appointment and she told me he thought everything looked good. Filled me in on all kinds of details, but not anything about a weight loss. This makes me think there wasn’t any loss. Granted she’s in the healing stage, but if you were a strong over-eater and you cut down to 3 cups of food a day, you’d think you’d lose something. Maybe I’m wrong, but I feel like she would have shared a loss because she’d be happy.
Honestly, I thought she’d cheat a little further down the road, not before making it to two weeks. If she’s already not focusing on the rules of her nutrition needs, what will happen down the line? I am scared for her in that I’m not sure how she’ll do when if she fails at this.
As for me and my world, I’m back into at least one pair of last summer’s Capri pants that didn’t fit when I pulled out the spring clothes. I don’t know if I’m brave enough to try any others yet. If they fit, I’ll be blissfully happy. If they don’t I’ll be bummed, but I’ll make sure to note the progress towards them fitting.
One of these days I will take measurements. Really. Honest. I must. Have to.
Um … can someone make me?