down 69 up 24 :(
Monday, July 23, 2012
I’m at a place I never thought I would be.
After losing 69 pounds, I regained 24 of it.
Since I got rid of all my fat clothes, I’m barely cramming myself into my current clothes.
I have a plethora of excuses. Some legit. Most not.
The one that is not an excuse, out-of-control eating, is the primary reason.
About 2 months ago, I decided to get myself back on track. I got back into water aerobics. I cut back on the wheat (my enabler of poor food choices). And, I got outside. I worked on the garden (go healthy, cheap veg!)
Then the heat wave hit. (Lame-o excuse 1)
Then the hip/pelvic pain I was having was getting worse and my doctor couldn’t figure out what was going on.
I still did my monthly 5K. And I signed up to do a mini women’s only triathlon in August. I was serious about turning everything around.
Then I went camping. I coughed and herniated a disc (worst pain of my life) and ended up in the hospital, was discharged with a nice stash from the pharmacy, was quite immobile for a while and am currently in PT. Of course, I have sh1tty health insurance so the stress of where to come up with $7000 in deductibles and co-pays has not improved my morale. Plus the 90-100 deg temps continue.
Starting today, I’m getting the eating back under control.
Heat. Busted up back. Medical bills. Even if those still exist, none of those push nutella into my mouth.
I need to get 3 weeks of wheat-free eating accomplished to get myself sorted.
I’m signed up to do an evening 5K this week to benefit a friend's organization. I tried to run about 50 yards this weekend. Bad choice. My vertebrae and disc shouted and told me so. The v-brae are still reminding me of my poor choice today. So, I will walk the 5K as fast as I can. And not eat the free bagels afterwards.