Concerned friends

Recently I’ve had several friends and family ask me some odd questions and make some strange comments.

The latest one was today after I had lunch with my wonderfully talented hairdresser. We were talking about his latest adventure and both enjoyed a paleo vege salad with a chunk of salmon on the top (it was pretty darn tasty!). I knew him prior to the start of my weight loss journey and we’ve shared much gossip over the years while I’ve been getting highlights and a bit of scissor action.

He’s also part of one of my BNI chapters so sees me fairly frequently. On our way to the car park he says “I can report back that you do eat food”. My reaction “of course I eat food, geez man”. It wasn’t his fault nor was he personally indicating that I had an issue with food.

It just struck me as odd. But here’s the kicker, it’s not the first time people have made similar comments, and I know they only say this out of concern for my well-being. My question to them is “I’m eating healthy, well-balanced food, exercising regularly and feel great. Why the heck didn’t you show concern when I was eating crap food and lazing around?”


Has society gone mad? Why don’t we tell those nearest to us that we are worried about their health when clearly they are overweight/obese? Yet they feel completely happy to question our heathy eating and the side effect of fat loss. Arrrrgghhhhh!!! Makes me mad. So mad that when I got home I ate not just one avocado chocolate mousse but two of them! Don’t worry, it’s a homemade paleo treat, not an everyday food. Pretty yummy too…

Is anyone else having the same issue or am I overly sensitive to it as I’ve heard it frequently over the last 3 years? Do you have any suggested responses that I can use for my concerned friends?

Oh, for those that are interested, I had the weigh in on Sunday for the four week paleo challenge. I lost 400gm of fat, 1.2kg of muscle resulting in 1.6kg loss overall. I know I need to keep an eye on the muscle loss, only one week was my new routine so I’m hoping it’ll sort itself out soon. Not sure that double serving of mousse will make any difference!

muscle lossAs for other measurements, 2cm smaller around my waist, 2cm smaller around my hips, 1cm smaller around my thigh and another 1cm smaller around my calf. Which is a bugger I recently purchased some more clothes and they are already too loose. On the flip side, I’m officially at my smallest since goodness knows when. Perhaps that’s prompting all the questions?!?


Spare time and how it messes with my head

Part of my new fitness routine is to do less cardio and more strength. While I’m ok with the concept, I’m finding I’ve got more spare time and I feel incredibly lazy doing nothing with chunks of my weekend.

lazy teddy bearI previously used the time while I was biking or running to ‘escape’ and now I’m not doing that, I’m in a weird head space. I threw myself into longer, harder and more demanding exercise to cope with life and all its stresses, and now this spare time is messing with me. I’m far more emotional than I’ve been for ages and yesterday was particularly bad.

There’s nothing major going on and I’d had a great day up until mid afternoon. I woke up refreshed, spent the morning with some fellow paleo eaters, then delivered some flyers for my Zumba instructor. Then when I was innocently sitting outside pondering what do to with the rest of my day, BOOM, it hit me like a tonne of bricks.

I flicked a text to my current accountability buddy on this challenge and said I was doubting everything I was doing. I just felt flat, sad and just generally bluergh. Luckily for him he was on the end of a flurry of messages rather than in person as I’m sure it was an unpleasant image. Tears, blubbing and a massive pout, which is all very unlady like and there is no way I can be proud of how I was feeling or looked.

Here’s the best bit – he told me to snap out of it. Well, his exact words aren’t suitable for this blog, but the gist of his message was the same. And that’s why it’s important to have a reliable yet completely blunt friend to tell it like it is. At the time all I needed was a hug and perhaps a couple of tissues, but I got the next best thing – a slap in the face.

high five your faceFollowing his advice, I went and apologised to my butt (I had called it fat in one of my text messages) and then proceeded to get rid of this “cardio hangover”. I’m not saying my head space is completely clear, but I’m certainly not as down in the dumps or likely to burst into tears if someone asks me how my day has been.

Has anyone else had this? Is it an endorphin low or perhaps I’m having cardio withdrawals and it’ll pass in time. In the meantime, I’ll carry on with my strength training and push on like I always do. Got no choice right?