Bike ride yesterday
Thursday, November 19, 2020
Yesterday was a nice 30 miles on the river bike trail. It was rainy and slippery, so I kept it under 12 miles an hour and just enjoyed it.
I did have one fly in the soup. When I stopped at my 15-mile mark and was taking pictures on the bridge, a guy walking past asked me if it was hard to ride a bike while I was pregnant. I haven't been pregnant in 17 years. I carry the majority of my weight in my belly, and always have, I've heard it called 'Stress Belly' before. I have been asked how far along I am for the last 12 years or so, and it's always painful. People stopped asking when I gained the last 40 pounds, because I was just larger all over, and it was more obvious I was overweight.
When I told him I wasn't pregnant, all he said was ' oh Sh*t' and walked away.
I'm not going to lie, for a moment I just crashed. I felt awful about myself, and I had been feeling so high about my health results.
Then I had to reframe this. I've lost enough weight that my legs and arms and back are slimming down, and now I 'just' look pregnant again. So, progress, but painful.
I also didn't have a comeback for him at the time, so I spent probably 6 miles on my bike thinking of comebacks, and wishing I was as witty in real-time. So, back out there today, letting the comment roll off of me, and also taking it as fuel to start strength training again, something I've been putting off for months now.