Thursday, October 24, 2013
Today is sort of a bummer day. Last night bf spent the whole evening installing a super-complicated programmable thermostat (it has a phone app so you can program it when you're not even home) - he had to go into the crawl space and change the wiring on the furnace?!! - so he was irritable and not a lot of fun to be around. And, after I spent 2 hours prepping and cooking the meat loaf and sweet potato mash, it was just ok. Not, so-delicious-I-can't-wait-to-e
at-it-again, which is what I was aiming for. Sigh. This morning I decided to redeem myself by making crepes, which accomplished the deliciousness I was trying to achieve with the meat loaf, so at least that's something.
And, I definitely did not lose weight over the weekend. Turned out that the scale, which was in a different position (slightly at an angle) than where it usually is when I step on it, was just out of balance or something. I'm still 122 pounds. But hey, it could be worse - I could have gained weight over the weekend, so I guess there's nothing to be upset about.
Yesterday I went over my calorie limit by 550. I did get out for a short run with the dogs, but that doesn't make up even half of that. Today I'm not off to a super-great start, but at least I will be able to make it to karate tonight, which usually means I won't eat dinner, therefore I *should* be well-within my calorie range for the day.
This morning started off badly, as I realized when I tried to start my car that the dogs had hit the interior dome light on last night on the way back from our run, and my battery had died because of it. Bf and I tried to push it down the street and pop the clutch, but it didn't start, so we had to go get jumper cables from the house and start it with his truck. All this at 6:00 am, in the dark. To top it off, our CrossFit coach is a total jerk about people coming in late and you have to do 5 burpees for every minute you are late, so we had 25 burpees to do. The way I see it, people are usually late for a reason, and are already stressed out, so what good is adding burpees onto someone's day? But anyway.
Also, my shoulder, which had been at least not painful to move around for everyday things (reaching for or picking up a coffee cup, pulling up the covers, taking my sports bra off) for a couple of months, is now hurting again when I do those things. It's frustrating to feel like I'm moving backwards in the healing process, especially after 9 months of dealing with the issue. I'm not sure what other option I really have at this point - I either just accept I can't do anything overhead with weights, maybe forever, or figure out how I can save up the minimum $7800 it will cost to have surgery. Which, at this point, will take me about 3 years to do.
So I'm feeling kind of bummed out. Thankfully, tomorrow is likely to be better - there are crepes for breakfast!