
I was genuinely pleased with myself at the end of last year because even though I didn’t lose any weight, I didn’t gain any either. Two weeks ago, after a few months away I decided to step on the scale again and see how things were going.
I weighed 15 pounds more than I did at the end of last year! Fifteen pounds! What?? How?? In spite of being incredibly shocked the first thing I had to ask myself is: where had that weight been added to my body? I haven’t changed size – all my clothes continue to fit the way they did last year. I don’t struggle to get into my clothes and nothing is too tight. I honestly had no idea what was going on. Did I really gain weight last year? Or, did I add 15 pounds in a few months this year? I just couldn’t figure out what happened, but the pounds were there.
A few days after this shock I was watching a Instagram post from @gwenacious (who is a follower and an all-around lovely person). She is halfway through her weight loss and fitness journey, and in the video she called herself a “fit bitch.” She eats and exercises, she said, like someone who is already fit, not someone who is trying to get fit and lose weight. She said this mindset has been the key to her success this time after so many failures.
Her words hit me like a ton of bricks because I have NEVER eaten or exercised like someone who considers themselves fit, but ALWAYS like someone who is trying to eventually be fit. It’s no wonder I’ve never been able to stick to a way of eating, or any exercise, because even if I did, I have never seen myself as a truly fit person. And, it’s incredibly easy to return to bad habits when you believe in your core that you’re not fit (and never going to get there either) which is what I have always done. It became perfectly clear to me that once I get the pounds off I go right back to doing all the things that put the weight on to begin with because in my mind I’ve never accepted myself as a healthy, fit person. In my mind I have always been the fat, unfit girl. (By the way, this return to old habits has been rightly called – in my opinion – the Great Forgetting, the leaving behind all the hard work and mental effort that has been previously put into the process.)
I decided then and there that going forward Brett and I were going to shop, eat, and act like we are fit people in good shape who intend to stay that way (Brett already is). I mentally changed how I approach eating and exercise and made some immediate, easy changes to the weekly menu plan, adding more protein and salads and dumping the huge amount of carbs that we had been eating. We’ve changed the amounts we eat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I started walking again with Brett and the dogs and am getting out of my chair more (although my back is not sure it likes this part). Strength training is coming up. I’m learning more about staying fit when you’re over 70. I’m also sleeping better and giving up coffee has really made a difference in that.
I still have no idea where those 15 pounds came from or where they are in my body. My hypothesis is that I must have somehow done something wrong when I weighed myself at the end of last year because I don’t think I suddenly added 15 pounds this year. Maybe it’s just the curse of growing older, but for now it remains one of life’s little mysteries.



















