The Caregiving 15

Denise

The Caregiving 15

Denise
measure-629659_640Oh, I hope it's only 15.

In the past last 18 months, as my parents and their health declines, my weight experiences an incline. It's on its way up, seemingly overnight.

I want to blame the dry cleaners. The chemicals they use shrink my clothes! It can't be my choices expanding my you-know-what.

I know it's really my stress hormone (cortisol) running rampant through my body and causing me to crave what comforts rather than what nourishes. I could have a banana for a mid-morning snack. But what I want (and often eat) is that bagel with cream cheese.

The weight of caregiving adds to my weight.

The 15 hit me on Thursday when I spent quite a bit of time running around inside my closet trying to find something (anything) which fits. Because my closet is small, I didn't drop any pounds while I ran from hanger to hanger to hanger.

These caregiving 15 (fingers crossed it's only 15) are weighing me down. So, I'm doing my best to lighten up by getting back to my daily walks, doing the 7-minute workout and (hopefully) getting back on my bicycle. I'm doing my best to want those bananas and never buy those bagels.

How about you? Are you experiencing the caregiving 10 or 15? How do you keep your weight in check?