I also saw my heart doctor today. I was hoping it'd be like the Biggest Loser where I'd get to find out that all my health stats were much better.
You know: "How's your asthma?" In a dramatic whisper:
"Gone." Crying commences.
Unfortunately, it was just a routine visit, so there were no tests done. The only difference we spotted was my resting heart rate - before the weight loss it was 66. Now it's 50.
My doctor was alarmed at first at the dramatic weight loss since my last visit 6 months ago, but then I assured her I wasn't anorexic, and that I was working out a lot and felt better than I ever have, and then she got happy for me. I told her I wanted to try running a 5K and she suggested I do a marathon. I was like, "Baby steps. I'm nowhere near that."