So I went to the doctor today and she was very proud of me: my BMI is now 30.8, and apparently 30 is the point at which you are not considered "obese".
Obese is such a loaded word. When I tell people that I am actually obese, they almost always wave away the idea. Obese may not look as obvious on everyone, but it is undeniable.
Today was a good day in many ways. I checked a bunch of stuff off of this year's "bucket list". At my doctor appointment, I covered all the stuff I've been meaning to: mole checks, what to do about being old enough for a colonoscopy, PT for my carpal tunnel, and she made me commit to a plan for more exercise. I feel pretty pleased with myself, in that "there, I did it" with a big qualifier after it. It is easy enough to say stuff, harder to follow through. Still, I am firmly on the wagon, and I've bought a bike. I have a plan. I did a nice 3 point walk tonight after dinner. I've got 28 activity points chalked up for the June challenge I'm doing. I am on track. I like that.
So here's to being the lowest weight I've been in over 3 years, with the hope that I will get down to the next decade during the summer. I would love to see a weight in the 160s... What can I achieve during this summer? The sky is the limit.
