Thursday, February 18, 2010
Let's face it, no one gains weight because they listen to what their body needs. So, is it any surprise that I get almost frightened and confused when I try?
Yesterday, I awoke with sciatica down my left leg and into the foot. This is a chronic condition that is mostly controlled. Yesterday, it wasn't. By 9 am it was obvious I wouldn't be able to write anything sensible, I couldn't read the headlines of the newspaper.
At first, I tried to do what I always do and soldier through, making the situation worse. I could hear the tape in my head, "You have pilates and weight training. Can't miss them."
Then, something snapped. Literally, it was almost like feeling a spark ignite.
No, exercise could be there tomorrow. Today could become a rest day. It wasn't in the plan, but plans were made to be broken.
So, I crawled back to bed with all the meds I have for this and a heating pad.
After a while, I started craving food. I won't say I was hungry, 'cause that wasn't what it was. At least not a physical hunger.
Then I realized, I have always eaten when I was stuck in bed and could only listen to bad daytime TV.
Finally, something about the situation that was under my control. Just because I was in bed and hurting didn't mean I had to give up the power to make good food choices. It was enough that I would be getting only a minimal calorie burn by not moving at all.
About 5, I really craved something, so I cooked a mini bag of popcorn, which has 90 calories. Ended up throwing a lot out since it tasted so salty.
Good news? Today, the pain is at its usual manageable level and life can progress.