Getting up and moving

One of the things about making friends on the Weight Watchers message boards is that by default, most of your friends are trying to lose weight at any given time. (Of course, this could also be said of the general population of women, but that's a topic for another post.) And most of the time, I'm happy to just hang out, cheer on their successes, offer support when necessary, all without trying to lose any weight myself.

You see, I also spend a lot of time in the lefty feminist blogosphere, and one of the themes that really speaks to me there is Health At Every Size - the idea that weight does not necessarily correlate to health, and that diet and exercise do not necessarily correlate to weight. That just makes more sense to me than the constant theme of Weight Loss! Weight Loss! Weight Loss! that we hear so many other places. After all, I can control what I eat, and I can control how much exercise I get, but I can't control what my body does in response - especially after having two children, weight loss for me is just not the same as it was seven years ago when I first started WW.

Now, a bunch of my friends are suddenly having all kinds of success, both at WW and in the exercise department. A lot of them are running, and while you couldn't pay me to join them on the trails, there's no reason that I can't be inspired to start up my own exercise routine again. I can't explain it, but I feel like I've suddenly found my mojo - all of a sudden I'm going to spinning class a couple of times a week, and doing yoga, and lifting weights. The scale hasn't moved an ounce in response to all that, and I can't say that my clothes are any looser either, but I'm doing it, and I feel fit and happy and awesome about it.