Ok, so I'm not supposed to get on the scale mid-week, right? I've been a little freaked out about eating too much at dinner on Sunday....stuff that had too much sodium in it, and I had it blown up in my mind that I'd gained at least 10 lbs.
So I jumped on it this morning and it said the exact same thing it said last Friday....249.6 lbs. Ahhh...a sigh of relief. Sure, I wish it was down at least a lb. by now, but I'm always going to be happy as long as it doesn't go back up. I really hope I never see the 250's again.
As far as exercise goes....sprains take WAY too long to heal. I think it's been 3 weeks now since I slipped and fell in Wal-mart, practically crushing my ankle inbetween my fat ass and the hard floor when I plopped down on it. I went to the gym this past Saturday morning, fully intending on getting back into the exercise swing. I walked 2 miles on the treadmill, with the first mile carrying 5 lb. weights in my hands. I felt fine at the time I was doing it, but it's been clear since Saturday afternoon on that things still aren't completely healed. The bone on the outside of my leg, just above my ankle throbs now and again, and if I turn my foot the wrong way, there's a weakness there that causes my leg to give. If I'm not careful I'll find myself on the ground again. So I'm still unable to get back into the exercise full force and that is frustrating beyond belief. But...I need my feet and ankles and legs to work, so I'm not going to push it too hard just to end up injuring it worse. Then I WILL be cussing.
Staying off the scale again til Friday morning...and relieved to know that I'm at least holding steady this week. :)
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