Easy peasy 30 minute run today through the neighborhood. I was hoping to get to 25 miles this month, but alas, my total is only 22.5 miles. It’s okay– I started off slow this month, but I finished strong.
So my partner has been having some pretty debilitating abdominal/stomach issues, and he’s been to the doctor a couple times about it. The doctor ordered an ultrasound, which found nothing related to the actual pain*, but it turns out he has a liver issue common among people of his ancestry. The doctor ordered him to cut back on caffeine, watch his diet and think about losing weight. For what it’s worth, we eat pretty healthfully most of the time so he’s planning to eat a little less, eat more vegetables, and drink less soda (which seems reasonable to me).
My experience at the doctor as a fat person always includes the Vague Future Health Threat; the doctor says "You may be healthy now, but if you don’t lose weight…" I shrug it off, because my health is fine according to every measure. However, my partner is a person of near-average size who actually has a health issue that needs to be dealt with, so I’ll support him however he wants to do that.
* Yeah, this is the caveat though: if the doctor doesn’t do anything else to figure out what the real problem is, I am going to be very angry. And if the doctor suggests exercise for weight loss, well… my partner used to exercise regularly before this stomach thing happened and now he can’t because it makes him nauseous. So.