I Did Everything Right. My Body Changed Anyway.

There’s a version of me that still runs three days a week, still fits into those old jeans. But that’s not the body I wake up in now. Twelve years post-surgery, four years into menopause, twenty-five pounds heavier. I eat the right things. I lift. I teach yoga. I read every label. The scale doesn’t care. Sometimes I stare at my reflection and try to remember what it felt like to move without thinking about what’s changed. I want to feel proud of the strength I’ve kept, but mostly I just feel tired—of tracking, of trying, of hoping my body will listen if I just do everything right. I know it’s not just about the weight. But it’s hard to believe that on the days I can’t zip up my old life. #BodyCheckChronicles #ControlIsExhausting #NotJustAboutTheScale #Health #Diet