Awake early, sleep interrupted a couple of times. so came to get current.
Had my very expensive "concierge" visit w my doc. Good news is that I haven't yet got myself into a pickle medically from my extra food and caloric indiscretions.
We spent the entire time talking about my food compulsion and my desire to get fit and back to living a life doing outdoor things . He suggested that since 40 pounds is a big nut to crack, and everything is so much harder while carrying this much weight, that I get a little extra artificial help with appetite suppression to lose 15-20 rapidly, say by April ("pre-season") and then consider summer the "season". Change the language around my time off to a "needed respite".
Thr artificial help options were a couple of meds and/or testosterone/progesterone creams as my levels of both of these hormones are low, even for a woman at my phase of life. He encouraged me to let it percolate and not make any knee-jerk decisions, I admit that it sounds enticing but honestly I am a bit empty when it comes to seeing myself showing up to do the hard training parts without a coach or personal trainer to be accountable to. I also expressed concerns that anything mess with my psych meds. But there would be a great kick start back to finding myself.
I also know that I once upon a time lost up to 1.5-2 lbs a week through a combination of diet and daily exercise, with nothing more than the antidepressant I am on now. The big key is making it a daily priority. I find myself saying that I am feeling sapped by the time and effort going in to supporting people who need it - and then there was this "aha" moment where I acknowledge that maybe I use that support as a means to make myself feel good while also using it as an excuse. I once worked and trained and managed to still find time to support people, I was just much better at putting limits on the amount of time I had for them. So last night I told CC we could talk for 15 minutes. She respected it, but then asked if we could talk again tomorrow. She is lonely, it is hard so say no, and I have so much to do for myself, and my dad and Proggy need a lot of daily time, the house, taxes etc. Still overwhelmed easily. I had a desire to work on decluttering yesterday but no time. And Proggy wants to get together tomorrow and then with his new job starting he will likely be at my house more again staring Monday. I have to be nice, but it feels caustic at this point, disharmonious, and if he isn't willing to talk about things soon there is a chance my suppressed tension is going to unleash itself without warning, I can feel it building. The best thing for me is find my own things to do to escape. Exercising could be an outlet/excuse; COVID+winter require some creativity.