Week 43
My lifting schedule is all out of whack between the cottage trips this summer and the family reunion this past weekend. And the family reunion didn’t help the BF%, I can tell you; there wasn’t a thing to eat, of course!
Actually, I didn’t fare that badly. I was only up around a pound, and that seemed to be a lot of water as I was nearly back to my usual-for-lately 172 this morning. I got a lot of compliments from the relatives about my appearance this weekend, which was great — beats a week ago or so when the cousins I saw then never mentioned anything. One cousin in particular this weekend was really congratulating me but was also said "not that you needed to lose anything" and meant it. I reminded her that I was up to nearly a 40" waistline. "Really?" I guess my clothes and/or my body hid it well or something… although this is a cousin whose pool I swam in last summer when I was at my chunkiest of late, so she had seen me at my worst.
Whatever, it was nice to be noticed for what I have accomplished so far. Though, some of my uncles really steamed me. Sunday morning they were all watching the Olympics and the women’s weightlifting was on and they got chatting about weightlifting and bodybuilding in general. None of them had anything good to say about BBing. "It’s just a body image sickness like anorexia" "I knew a guy who was into that and shaved his body and the whole nine yards and I just couldn’t understand all that" "I never liked weight lifting" "I can see doing some lifting for toning, but nothing else" and on it went. Fortunately I was at the time occupied by my one aunt diagnosing a computer problem and wasn’t part of the conversation. I don’t know what I would have said if I were in the conversation. I had said nothing up to that point about how I had got to looking like I do now, no one really asked. Gotta love peoples’ attitudes.
I am trying to get back into some lifting before heading to the cottage again in a few days. I am finding that I do miss it when I don’t lift for a while. It’s good for the mental state, if nothing else. I had a bad day today with some not-so-great news from work about my work assignment for the fall, a good friend announced that he is leaving town at the end of the month, and the local weather has been just plain awful lately with never ending rain. It was good to throw some weights around this evening.
