I really feeling good. I was finally making progress again. I lost a half a pound two weeks in a row. This was a little slower than my goal, but at least the scale was finally moving again in the "right" direction.
I have a broken tooth in my mouth that has finally reached the crisis point and on Feb 5th I went to have it extracted. I had not been to a dentist in 15 years due to a combination of phobia and lack of insurance.
Of course instead of a simple, normal, extraction my tooth shattered and the root got stuck. It took 4 hours. Phobias have been firmly reinforced.
So the first few days I was instructed not to exercise but to rest. I couldn't anyway, because every time got my heart rate up too high my whole mouth and jaw started throbbing.
5 days later I was vomiting and my whole mouth tasted rotten.
BAck to the dentist for cleaning, packing, and a round of antibiotics.
Weak as a kitten I rested several more days.
We also got all that lovely foul weather here on the East Coast.
My mood was at an all time low and I ate more than the normal level of comfort foods (soft).
By this past Friday I was feeling more human and I finally got in my first Cardio routine in 9 days.
Followed by and indulgent weekend that capped with a Bridal Shower full of fattening and sweet treats yesterday.
I felt very icky (health wise) by the time I got home last night and rather tired. I got on the treadmill more a medium paced walk for about 40 minutes and felt a little better.
My dinner was a spinach salad.
My dessert was a left over cupcake from the party.
This morning I got on the scale for the first time in two weeks.
I am pleased to report that I am back down another half a pound!
I am not quite going to make the goal weight for JAHINTZY's wedding, but I think I will get close enough.
I am really happy that I did not re-gain over the last two weeks.
I am hoping that the half a pound is not just loss of muscle mass. I do not really know how quickly that starts to go away.
In the end I think that I was doing better than I though I was, I really did not gorge on treats the whole time, in fact a couple of the sick days I could barely eat at all.
Also, even a couple of the days that I did not work out I still shoveled snow (no choice).
Feeling very relieved and hoping that my healing continues well and that I can stay on track.
Me at the Bridal Shower with the spice cake I baked.
Side Note: My Pulse broke already (would not turn on after recharge) so I have not had it for a couple of weeks either. MY boyfriend has exchanged it so I will get it back soon and will start trying to hit my goal of 10k steps every day again.
Al set-backs are just that. They are not the End. You get back up and keep moving!
We can do this. We can all do this!