Couple of things to cover today, but first and foremost was my run with Susan. Her day off allowed for some errand running and a meetup on the greenway trail. We couldn't hit the Katy as it rained all night, but the rain pretty much stopped by the time I took kids to school so all was a "go" for the run. My legs felt kind of heavy and I wasn't much into it. Plus I tend to slow down to allow for more chatting. But I went further with her than I'd go without her so regardless of the 14+ min/mile pace, we knocked out over 10K (6.65 mi). I actually thought it was a bit more, but that must have been from the big hills in the middle (the rest is along a creek which makes it pretty flat). Really should have carried water with us as I was super thirsty when we got back. Finished a water bottle and then several glasses of water at our lunch spot (Arris's Bistro - yummy gyro).
Something came up over the weekend that I have been ruminating on. As all the neighbors were out and about with the garage sales and the nice weather, I got several compliments on my weight loss. While I realize that losing 47ish (varies a little) pounds does make a difference in my appearance, I hardly think it makes me "unrecognizable". I also don't believe it makes me "skinny" or "fit". I am "skinnier" and "fitter". But sometimes it is hard to take these compliments when I still feel like I have such a long way to go. I mean seriously - my BMI is still 26.2 - the US Dept of Health still considers me "overweight". I'd have to drop about 7 lbs to be at the top of the "normal" weight range. Yes, it used to be 33.4 = obese. I know it was important to drop this number for so many reasons.
But I also know that even though I've achieved some cool things in finishing some events that a year ago seemed so incredulous that my husband told me to drop out of them, I'm still slow. I'm faster than I was, but I still bring up the rear of almost anything I do. I'm ok with that (most of the time - still a bit demoralizing), but I have so many BHAGs to accomplish yet that sometimes the compliments rub me a bit the wrong way. Admittedly, I think I also have a hard time with it because I used to actually be THIN - underweight even as a kid/teen. My BMI when I met my husband at age 18 = 17.2!
Some of you that have gone from "fat to fit" - I'd love your perspective on how you handled the transition. I find it a bit unnerving. I still try to remember my manners though and just say "thank you" when receiving the compliments.