Every Sunday at church I have several people, mostly old ladies I don't really know, come up to me and tell me how great I look, how they can tell I've lost weight, blah blah blah. So yesterday a lady came up to me and told me I looked great and then asked if I had to do anything special or if the Band did all the work for me! WTF!?!?!? I was completely taken aback because I know I never told her about the surgery. In fact I've only told four people from church about my lap-band. So apparently the cat's out of the bag!
I can't even say how bothered I am by this. First of all, several church ladies have asked me what I'm doing and I've said I was eating less and exercising more - BOTH TRUE! But now I feel like they're going to hear about the surgery from someone and feel like I wasn't honest with them.
Second of all, who betrayed my confidence? I told my pastor who has since relocated to Ashland. I told my BFF who has been so crazy-busy this summer she's hardly been at church. And I know that she would NEVER tell anyone. I told a woman who I thought had previously had lap-band surgery, but when we spoke about it, it turns out she'd had gastric bypass. She is a friend and I told her I wasn't telling people, but I guess I wouldn't be shocked if she was the "leak". I told one other woman, another friend, who is significantly overweight. It could be her too. Both of these ladies were members of a Women's Bible Study group with me and we had a strict NO GOSSIP policy in the group. Everything that was shared was supposed to be confidential. I realize I didn't share the news in the setting of a group meeting, but I guess I still expected the privacy.
So there it is. People know. I guess it doesn't really matter, but it still bothers me.
On another topic, here's a pic of my new outfit:
The jeans are size 16 and the shirt is a large. I think it looks pretty good.
I had a nice long weekend, although I was pretty busy. Saturday we cleaned house. Sunday was my goof-off day: church, go to my mom's, take my daughters to the movies. Yesterday we went for a hike in the morning, then I came home and canned tomatoes and then I tackled all the week's laundry. At 5:00 my daughter had soccer practice and I hung around and read a book.
And then I had dinner. We had tofu and rice and I got stuck BAD! Really BAD! I was in so much pain! I PB'd a few times. It was so bad I even intentionally drank some water to induce vomiting. I don't have issues like this very often, but last night was a doozy!
A couple of hours later I had a snack. I had crackers with peanut butter and cheese. I had previously planned to have some chocolate so I had that too. I am not sure why I was eating. Usually after a bad PB and stuck episode, I'll stick to liquids and mushies. I kind of think I was rebelling a bit. It was weird. Even with the extra snacking, I only had 1,177 calories for the day. And of course some of those calories came back up (so sorry!). And I hiked up a big ole mountain. So overall, the extra food was no problem, but I don't like eating like that. It makes me feel out of control. I have had years where I felt like that and I don't want to go back there. So I try to notice whatever is going on when it happens now so I can be aware. And like I said, I think it was because I was pissed off about PB-ing and being stuck and feeling a little sorry for myself because those kind of things happen now. Not all the time, but sometimes. And maybe I was also still upset about people "knowing" at church.
I hope you all had a great weekend! I'm going to try to read some blogs today. I miss you guys!