When I first started trying to lose weight, I felt that many of the medical people I encountered were less than encouraging.  The big advice for people with diabetes is to make small, incremental changes in their lifestyles.  To lose just 10% of their body weight, to add very low key exercise, to aim low.  That didn’t sit well with me, so I ignored them and did my own thing.  So far, it has worked out pretty well.

Still, there are times when setting realistic expectations can be good.  I get so frustrated at how long all of this is taking sometimes, even when I can see how much progress I’ve made.  The thing is, I want to have a baby, and I can’t even start trying until I lose 11 more pounds.  This was supposed to be the year I got pregnant, and instead, it is the year I spent trying to lose weight and get in shape.  When I see that Janet Jackson lost 60 pounds in four months, or Britney Spears lost 26 pounds in one month, I wonder why it is taking me so long. 

I’ve been at this since March 15th – almost eight months.  When I’m feeling more rational, I realize that they have nutritionists, and cooks, and personal trainers and can spend hours working out every day, and I have, well, me.  And a demanding job and a commute and a life and no wonder it is taking me so much longer than it takes them!  When you add that into the equation, I guess I’m not doing all that badly.  I do wish it wasn’t such a fight to lose every single pound.  Please hurry up body.  I’m doing the best that I can.