Back in November, I wrote a post called, "Speak Up". I told you how surprised I was that having lost #40 in 4 1/2 months, only one friend had even mentioned that they had noticed I'd lost weight (besides a couple of friends who know that I am on a serious weight loss journey).
At #50 lost, now, I have given up on hoping anyone will notice or say anything. As I said in my earlier post, my weight loss journey is so not about what others will think/say, but about getting healthy and feeling better about myself. If it was about what others would say . . . I would have given up long ago. (smile)
Anyway, I am happy to report that in the past month two other friends have noticed. What I find very surprising is that both friends were guys. I would have thought that a man would be less likely to acknowledge a woman's weight loss, than my lady friends. But . . . I guess not. Being the analytically minded person that I am, I am still trying to figure out why my lady friends have said not a word. There is just no way that they have not noticed.
Last month, we stopped by some friends' house to drop off our annual Christmas Gift (Cherry Candy Cane Sweet Bread). I had only seen the husband once (very briefly) in the past 6 months. Mr. T. was cooking in the kitchen when we arrived. As I rounded the corner into the kitchen, I thought he was going to drop his spatula as he nearly shouted, "Laurel . . . when did you get skinny?!?!" Made My Day! Okay then . . . I guess it is noticeable.
Yesterday, Jim and I took Elijah out to lunch for an early Birthday Treat. Right before we got up to leave, an old friend walked in. We were in a church Small Group with he and his wife for 3 years, but I had only run into him briefly twice in the past 3 years. Jim's back was to him when he walked in. I thought that he had seen me as he glanced our way; but he didn't acknowledge us. I wondered if there was some uncomfortableness from 3 years ago (as he was the police officer that we first talked to to report the illegal and unmentionable situation with our adopted son). He went and sat down; and I told Jim that we should stop by his table to say, "Hello". When we stood up, and Jim turned towards Mr. Policeman's table, he smiled and said, "There's The D's." Okay. Not uncomfortable at all. Seriously . . . I believe that he looked straight at me and did not recognize me. Woo Hoo! We walked over to his table to chat for a minute. He looked right at me and said, "Laurel, you look good. . . . You look really good!" Yep. He noticed. (big smile) I thanked him, and shared with him that not many people had noticed my #50 loss. He was shocked.
So . . . guys are more comfortable mentioning my weight loss than my girlfriends? I find this very odd.
Mr. T. . . . is a 30-something "wild and crazy youth pastor", so his excited response didn't surprise me too much. Of course, if he noticed, he would say something. He's not one to shy away from any topics.
Mr. Policeman . . . is a late-50ish friend I hadn't seen in several years. I was actually quite shocked that he would speak up. So, I'm thinking that my weight loss must be quite noticeable. Right?
Yes. I do think it is comical.
But . . . my analytical mind really does want to know.
Please tell me . . .
which Mr. Policeman is not.