Fuck. So my post-doctor's visit freak out is about something totally unrelated to what I was concerned about.
It's about stepping on the scale.
I don't have a scale, I don't believe in scales, I try to never use scales. But I looked today when I was weighed at the doctor.
187.
187.
That's nearly 200 lbs.
I need to face facts. I'm overweight. First it was "no worries until I'm over 160," then "no worries until I'm over a size 12," then "no worries until my clothes don't fit." Well, all those things have happened. I'm well over 160, I'm a size 14 on a good day, and my clothes don't fit. I've gained well over 30 lbs. since high school, and probably 20 since I graduated from college. Worse yet, I've gained another 10 at least since I've been in Texas.
It's got to stop.
And I don't know if I can do that.