Physical Complete

Do you get an annual physical?  If not, why not?  Your health is important, and you should take care of yourself.

So today, I went in for my annual physical.  Poking, prodding, weighing, and blood taking.  I admit, I was pretty nervous about this visit.  I’m feeling awesome and haven’t been really sick in a long time.  For a few years, I felt like I had a cold constantly, and whatever I’m doing now is working well.

(For reference, what I’m doing is working out, making sure I get plenty of rest, and eating a balanced diet.)

But my weight is not where it should be.  By the BMI charts, I’m obese.  Now, a lot of that is muscle, I’m sure, but as I have said, this belly flab is not muscle.  And that’s where I would like to lose weight because I know that belly fat is the least healthy kind of fat.  Also I dislike it.

A few years back, my doctor harped on me about my weight.  And I continued working at it, plugging away, and nothing really helped.  Last year, she commented that I might just be predisposed to be heavy.  Genetics is real, after all, and while my immediate family all look pretty awesome (just in case they are reading), there are weight issues in the extended family, including some relatively serious cases of diabetes, from what I’ve been told.  Nothing I want to mess with.

This year, she did the standard review, and I told her about my races and how I had the endocrine workup and waited to see what she had to say.  She basically said that if I wanted to try any of the diets currently being touted, I could (she mentioned a friend who did well on the Blood Type diet, which she thought probably wasn’t super scientific, but it worked for her friend).  She just didn’t want me doing any diet involving injectables or anything else stupid.  We’ve talked nutrition before, so she knows that I eat to fuel my workouts and am not going to drop my calories stupidly low.

So I guess I’m just going to keep on keeping on.  I need to watch my intake of processed carbs.  More protein.  More smart choices.  Less falling off the wagon, and when I do, getting back on much faster.

All in all, not bad.

(After my appointment, it was time for the cats to go have their annual physicals.  Always an adventure with those two.)