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Week 2

Well hello there weekly weigh-in! So…I was right. I haven’t lost a single pound this week. Bright side - I haven’t GAINED a single pound this week either! Unfortunately, I fear this trend may continue since I injured the other side of my rib cage on Sunday night…during a coughing fit. Yes that’s right, a coughing fit. I don’t even have a cool story to tell, just that I coughed  so violently that I possibly, momentarily dislocated a rib. Yup, there was a pop and movement and things were just bad that evening. But I’m alive! And I do believe my ribs are where they’re supposed to be…I think.

Another bright side  I found out that because I’m a student at a certain university, I’m allowed to use the community college fitness center for free! I promptly signed up for this benefit, so as soon as I can move without tears – I’ll be there!

So yeah…this post is pretty short because not much has happened, due to crippling injury. Hopefully I’ll have more to tell you in the days to come!

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Pain

Pain – [peyn], noun: physical suffering or distress, as due to injury, illness, etc. (www.dictionary.com)

Yup…I’d say that description pretty much sums up my week. We’ve decided that what I’ve somehow managed to accomplish is a sprain or muscle tear just under my boobs (ha – I said boobs) around my ribs. Oh please, pretty please, allow me to tell you how incredibly fun this is for me! For every move, every breath, every cough, laugh, whatever the hell I’m doing…I feel immense pain. Sleeping has been horrible, I am not able to lay on my back or stomach (shoot me now), so I have to spend my nights painfully flipping from side to side, which results in much frustration.

This week I spent three days working almost 10 hours a day, something I haven’t done since I left my “real adult job” back  in May 2012; this was an incredibly rude awakening for my body – my poor, pain filled body. But by God I did it; I was there every morning, I wasn’t late, and I wrangled two 5 year olds all day. Needless to say that I was tired last night…and I’m very thankful for the man who let me sleep in until 10 am this morning. (Thank you baby!)

Basically I’m making you feel sorry for me to inform both you and myself that there probably won’t be any change in my weight this week, or at all until this stupid chest thing is healed and I can move and breathe again. And I’m ok with this, I need to be. Things are not going to magically happen…I have to make them happen, and in order to do that I have to be healthy. I will deal with this set back and then move forward. Rinse and repeat.

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Week 1

So today was…interesting…I guess you could say.  Somehow I have injured myself in the sternum area…yippee by the way…so I have been in lots of pain the past two days, which resulted in me spending today in bed, barely moving, and lots of Ghost Adventures and Doctor Who.  I actually hurt bad enough that I did not get up to eat…at all. So yeah, I’ve only eaten once today and can I just say that this actually ISN’T part of my master plan for 2013.

Regardless of a day spent in bed, I will still be calling today Week 1, Day 1…thus I will have to give my starting weight – which is super embarrassing on so many levels.  But I need to learn to be ok with myself, to be ok with the mistakes that I’ve made, the ones that have led me to this point. Mistakes like being stuck in bed all day and only eating once…facepalm.

So…here’s to the beginning…

Week 1 weight:  269

(You know…while this weight isn’t pretty…it’s still 23 pounds down from where I started in May 2012. I’ll take what I can get. )

 

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