Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve noticed people looking at me with a little sympathy in their expressions. I had assumed it was because they knew I had been away recuperating after the Heart Attack, and they felt sorry for me.
I could understand it… if I was in their position, I’d find it difficult to know what to say. I’d probably have mixed emotions. I’d be glad they were “OK” and back at work but relieved it didn’t happen to me, and a little concerned that it could happen in the future. That made sense.
Today, someone was honest with me…
“I thought you look like you’ve lost weight because you’re really sick!”
I didn’t realise trying to get fit would result in such a harrowing experience for others! Sorry!
I feel good. Better than I have in a long time.
As I’ve said previously, I tend to lose weight in my face first, so a little weight loss may look a bit more extreme than it is in reality. I can assure you, there’s still plenty of scope for slimming down before I get anywhere near my fighting weight.
I guess it’ll just take a little time for people to get used to the new, evolving shape of me… and get comfortable with the fact I’m not just fading away!