I just have to say how much I love sparkpeople. I type one little status update about getting sick and the support and genuine care comes pouring in. Thank you sparkfriends. I am overwhelmed and touched by how much a website can mean to me. So here is my generic "Thank you" to the many friends that are important in my life .
And here's the history & update:
I had recurrent mastitis with my daughter and it was a huge factor that held me back from getting back into prepregnancy shape. My son was born Nov. 5 and I hit the gym immediately after my 6 week check-up. I was determined not to let the same thing happen again. Plus, breastfeeding was going soooooo much better. It took me about 4 months to get back to pre-pregnancy weight and it was NOT easy. I worked my booty. (Don't you dare say that breastfeeding melted the pounds off. That is a big fat ugly myth!!!)
I kept working and was at pre-1st-pregnancy weight at 6 months. Since then I've lost 7-8 more pounds. Aww, man, that means I have lost 7 or 8 pounds in the last 5.5 months. boo. But, ya know what? I will not let that get me down today. I am going to reread the first line of this paragraph and be proud of that. booya! how's that for glass half full?
As for the mastitis today... I have NO idea where this came from. We are in a very gradual weaning process and he has only been nursing once a day for a short time for the past few weeks. I'm annoyed and frustrated and I burst into tears at Urgent Care and I'm pretty sure the doctor thought I was cuckoo.
Not now. Not today. The half-marathon is on Saturday. That's less that 3 days from now. I know how the antibiotics work. I know how long it takes to feel normal again. I barely even attempted to kick this infection with natural remedies. (I usually do and have been successful) But today my main concern was that I need to feel OK by Sat at 8:30am.
The bad news: I'm in bed in a fair amount of pain and there is no way that I will get my last easy run in today or tomorrow.
The good news: I wasn't ashamed to step on the scale at the doctor today. I didn't worry about what she thought of my tummy. I've got some ab definition under those stretch marks and I'm damn proud!I also have a little flab and that's OK too.
The better news: I'm running that beast on Saturday. I don't care if I have to jog super slow or walk. I will high five every spectator and have a blast being part of a running community. This is my life. And I like it.
The best news: My sparkers will cheer me on no matter what. Thank you for being here for me.
And the bestest news of all! I am resisting the urge to tell DH to go get me a pint of Ben & Jerrys. Now that I wrote that I can't go do it.