It'll be just like starting over, starting over

So I’ve been a bad blogger this past week. I kept planning on writing something, and then something else would come up that I would want to write about later. So I will try to summarize most of the week, and get to the big deal.

Ran on Thursday & Friday, no Wednesday. Problem is that when I woke up on Saturday, my ankle hurt. I turned on it Friday night working at the movie theatre. Nothing bad, but it hurt too much. I walked for a few minutes Saturday morning and was just disgusted, so I stopped. I had to work 6 hours Saturday evening anyway, and with my nephew’s leg broken, he takes tickets at the theatre and I took up his usual role of usher.

Food. Let’s not talk about it as it wasn’t my best week.

I went for my annual physical with the doctor on Friday morning. Let me set up the scene. I weighed in and was down 3 pounds, to 248. I was in his office in early November, and told him about the treadmill. On Friday, he walked in to the exam room, looked at me and said “I guess the treadmill didn’t work out,” and then ducked from the tube of lube that I threw at his head (I might have fantasized that last part.)

I explained that I had been running 5 times a week since October 31, with the odd day off here & there, and the 3 weeks in Jan/Feb, and had lost a total of 12 pounds in that time. I showed my frustration at what I perceived as a lack of weight loss. And his comment? “It doesn’t seem the low carb diet is working for you!” No Shit Sherlock!

I have to say at this point that I have been going to the same doctor for 15 years. I like him. I trust him. We are on the same wavelength about my health. I don’t like taking a lot of pills, he doesn’t want me to take a lot of pills. Even when I am sick, he likes to see if my body is able to fight it instead of pumping me with antibiotics. He has explained that approach as helping the body not only build up my immunity system but also so that the antibiotics will work when I really need them.

He is usually very serious about what he says. His bedside manner has been impeccable, twice he has contacted me right after a test has been performed to make sure it went well and I was happy with the specialist (once was an upper GI, where they shove a hose-like device with a camera down your throat – it isn’t fun.)

Once after a frighteningly longer than usual prostate exam, I told him “I usually get dinner and a movie with that,” and he didn’t even break a smile. So for him to make two annoying statements during one physical was rare. (He did make up for it by making the prostate exam very quick. It almost, ALMOST, wasn’t painful and embarrassing. Almost.)

So, in the end, he had a long conversation with me about his thoughts on my weight loss problem. He believes it boils down to calories and calories alone. He wants me to try a 1500-1600 calorie/day diet. He has given me several examples to choose from, and has recommended others (L.A. Weight Loss, Jenny Craig) that are more product specific, and wants me to try 6 weeks of it. If after 6 weeks, if I am strict (and I know I can be strict for 6 weeks) and I haven’t lost any weight (I have a bad feeling I won’t be able to lose any substantial amount) then he will test me for other problems (I am assuming thyroid is on the top of his list.)
I will start new diet next Sunday, as I don’t have time to buy the necessary food to start, and I have none of it in my house (fat free yogurt? What is that all about? 2% milk? Yuck!)