This morning when I stepped on the scale, I was delighted to see I have recently lost 2 pounds.
I became overweight between high school and the end of nursing school. I lost the extra and a bit more while in college and had no trouble maintaining an ideal weight until I hit my late 50s. Ever since that fateful day when my doctor said I had to stop hormone replacement therapy, I have struggled with creeping weight gain. I am still not to the point where my BMI indicates I am "overweight," but I am too close for comfort.
About a week ago, I had an abundance of rhubarb, even though I had already made rhubarb bread, rhubarb sauce, rhubarb jam and rhubarb squares, so I broke down and made my favorite...rhubarb custard pie. I left off the top crust, figuring that would at least cut down on a few calories. Over the past week, I have eaten the entire pie myself....my husband doesn't really care for it. I have accomplished this mighty feat by eating a slice every morning for breakfast.
So...when I stepped on the scale and discovered I had lost weight, I immediately thought, "Ha! I will become a famous and wealthy weight loss guru. I will write books and blogs and advocate rhubarb pie for breakfast as a weight loss strategy!"
In the shower, with the warm water running over my addled brain, I had two thoughts...
Oh wait...this is not scientifically valid...remember that blog you just wrote about correlation and causation?
But then, I thought, on the other hand, maybe it wasn't the rhubarb pie for breakfast. Maybe it was the radish sandwiches for lunch!
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Thursday, May 24, 2012
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