Yesterday I went to my gynecologist for my annual check-up. After she checked out all of my lady parts (things looked good, thankfully), we were chatting, as we always do – I’ve been going to her for 20 years and we’ve become friends.
“Can you do me a favor?” I asked. “Can you tell me what I weighed 10 years ago?”
After checking the number, she smiled at me and said “You weighed xxx in 2000.”
Please note I would never, ever, in a million years, write that number down. I’m in awe of bloggers who share their weight when the write about fitness and weight loss. I would die a thousand deaths before I’d make that public.
My doctor was fairly impressed. Most women, she said, gain a bit of weight between the ages of 40 and 50.
I weigh EXACTLY THE SAME THING I did in 2000.
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I thought about this monumental news for a minute, and then I said, “So, I guess you could say that, over the past decade, even as my weight has stayed exactly the same, technically I’ve lost 20 pounds.”
My doctor liked that.