Walker rode along with me to pick up my new car, a round trip that took a little over two hours. Along the way I told him about the other night when I found myself holding my breath in fear while I was walking. I don't really like to talk to Walker about my diet wars, since he's never had a fat day in his life and he usually just tells me something rather lame like, "Eat more fruit!" This time around, though, he really listened and when I finished talking he offered a suggestion that I think is worth exploring. He told me to leave the numbers out of it. I didn't know what he was talking about so he explained: I know how to eat healthy. I know how to exercise. He thinks the scale is what's stressing me out, that seeing the numbers drop is the root of it. He suggested that I ditch the scale and just focus on making the best choices every day, with the meals as well as the exercise. Such a simple idea, of course I have to try it.
In about a month I have another follow up at the cancer center. Between now and then I'm going to try to do as Walker suggested, and see what happens. I'm going to stay away from junky food and make sure I do something active every day, whether it's an exercise tape or a bike ride or raking the yard. If I'm still stressing at my appointment I'll discuss it with my doctor.