Yesterday was another day crying over clothes that don’t fit me. Crying in the dressing room is humiliating, especially when your husband and best friend are waiting outside with your purse, just dying to see what you look like in your new, snow-white scrubs or your new navy blue scrubs. And you can’t fix you face enough to hide the evidence of tears and being upset. I pulled it off good. I said I was upset because I looked like a doofus. My friend laughed and said scrubs were made to make people look like doofuses.
It wasn’t always like this. I never got on the scales except at doctor’s visits. Ok, that was a lot back in the day, when I was sick. But I was never obsessed with my weight. I never defined myself by a number, because I’m not a number. Being 99 lbs doesn’t make someone any better than a person who weighs 1,000 lbs. What makes someone better than another is the social status they’ve earned through society. A nurse is more knowledgeable than a CNA and therefore people naturally respect her more than her CNA co-workers. A doctor is more knowledgeable than a nurse, and is more respected than his nurses. The hierarchy grows and grows. It’s human nature to respect those who respect themselves.
But I want to be in control of this. I never had to control my weight before, but having to squeeze into 2XL scrubs is the last straw. Ok, squeeze into is a bad phrase to use there. They were the smallest size I could comfortably wear. I could still fit the XL and L scrubs, but I wouldn’t have been able to breathe or sit down the entire time I was going through pharmacy interventions, and I think being unable to breathe or sit down would eventually cause problems with my performance as a pharmacy student.
I decided yesterday that I’m going to do a little something different with my eating habits. I might not be morbidly obese or even obese, but there’s always room to improve. Even if it is on perfection. =D
Here’s my diet plan:
This isn’t a “New Years Resolution” but something I want to try for about six months and then see where I’m at.
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