Yikes – it’s been a little over a week since I’ve posted anything on here. I never intended to go quiet for so long, but it just sorta happened. It hasn’t been the greatest week, are struggles are never fun to write about, but these are the sort of weeks where blogging becomes more important. I started this site as a way to stay accountable, so if I don’t own up to what’s been going on, than what’s the point?
In a nutshell: my eating hasn’t been great and I haven’t been exercising, and I’m in a bit of a funk. It can all be traced back to Thursday of last week, when I woke with pain in my foot. It wasn’t unbearable – it felt like perhaps I slept funny on it or something, and I went about my day. That evening, I exercised on a recumbent bike. I thought I’d be fine, since that kind of bike is no-impact and doesn’t requiring putting any weight on my foot.
Big mistake. On Friday, the pain was much worse. I could barely walk. My foot wasn’t swollen or red, but somewhere, deep inside, I sprained something. I don’t know how or when it happened, but it happened. I started icing it, elevating it, and taking Aleve. Last weekend was spent mostly on the couch.
As this week progressed, my foot felt better and better. By Wednesday, I would say I was 80% back to normal. I didn’t work out on it, but thanks to a few errands and some evening plans with friends, my Wednesday was more active than the days before. Yesterday morning, I woke up and my foot was not happy. It had regressed. The pain was worse. So, back to the icing and elevating routine.
There’s not much you can do with a foot sprain except ice, elevate, and wait it out, so that sucks. And that’s why I haven’t been exercising.
My piss-poor eating, however, is definitely more within my control, and I must take ownership of the fact that I’ve been making bad decisions. They stem from an attitude that I’ve long battled with. It’s an all-or-nothing mentality, and this past week, I’ve been justifying unhealthy eating because what’s the difference? I’m not exercising.
I haven’t fallen completely off the wagon, like I did earlier this year, but I’ve been in a cycle where I’m alternating good and bad days. I tell myself that they’ll balance each other out, but it hasn’t been working out that way, and my scale is proof. More on that in a little bit.
The bad days usually start off good, and then something happens and all bets are off. I was at the supermarket a few days ago, and after picking up my fruits and veggies I ended up in a candy aisle, and two movie-theater-sized boxes of candy ended up in my basket. I ate them swiftly. Another day, I started craving Starburst, which I haven’t had in I don’t know how long, and I caved. At the store, there were a couple varieties of Starburst I had never seen before, and I couldn’t choose which one I wanted, so I walked out with three packages. I ate them all. On Wednesday, I bought a couple Power Ball lotto tickets, and left the convenience store with big bags of Cheetos and gummi bears, too. Spoiler alert: I didn’t win the $425 million.
To be fair to myself, my good days were good. Lots of veggies, lots of lean protein, smart carb choices. But it wasn’t enough. I was a few days late for my August weigh in, and, no surprise, I was up 4 pounds.
And I had been doing so good for a past couple months!
Okay, David, time to stop letting an injury justify shitty eating. Time to focus. Time to remember what you’re capable of, and how far you’ve come. Take a look, David, at your entire weight loss chart, because that’s an excellent reminder!
Don’t let a few crappy days become habit, David. Start right now, and eat good, healthy food, so when your foot heals and you’re ready to exercise, you get fully turn this ship around.
Oh, and one more thing…
Keep it up, David.