I got sick. It ran through my family, and I was the last victim. And it sucked.
Before I got sick, though, I did go to Zumba a couple of times, and had walked the dog. Also, on the housekeeping front, I am making strides. I have been sick for a little over a week, though. Yesterday was the first day I felt truly well. However, today while trying to lift something heavy, I twirked my back a little. No working out today, then.
I weighed in at 143. That's actually a couple of pounds down from two weeks ago, when I weighed in at 146. That is officially 22 lbs gained in the past year. But now I'm 3 lbs down. I am finding this increasingly difficult, however, and I think it's time to call my therapist to see if we can work on the over eating. I just don't know how to handle it, and the guilt I encounter every time I put something in my mouth is becoming unbearable. Time to seek professional help.
I didn't screw my back up too badly, so I'm pretty confident I'll be able to work out tomorrow. Probably Zumba. That is something I enjoy, so while I'm trying to get back into this fitness thing, that's what I'm going to focus on instead of things I dread, like running or weight lifting. (swimming would be something else I enjoy, but there's not freaking a pool near me) Also, the added weight makes it hard to run. When I was only 10 lbs heavier it had become very difficult. I can't imagine what it would be like 22 (or 18 I guess) lbs heavier. So, focus on Zumba, and lose a little weight before I jump back into running.
I dread what my cardiologist is going to say this year. My check-up is looming. :(
The Almighty-ish Liz