I’m not going to post a weight at the top of this blog. It’s not because I’m ashamed of it (well, yeah, I am, but that’s another story.) This week got away from me in a wild, wacky, and weighty way.
I started out great. I got down to 259.2 and was able to edit my tickers. (If you haven’t created a ticker for yourself over in forums, you really need to. It’s way too much fun.) I was so proud of myself, feeling skinny, loving life. And then Thursday happened.
When I woke up on Thursday and went to climb out of bed, a searing pain shot through my left foot. It got worse as the day progressed, and to make a really long story short, they thought it was a stress fracture but it wasn’t obvious on the x-ray, so they’re not sure what it is. I got orders to stay down, keep it up, and take an anti-inflammatory. If it didn’t get better on its own, they’d run some tests.
There went my exercise plans. There went a great many things, actually. And so, for these reasons, I’m not posting my weight. It wouldn’t really be fair to me, and I’m all for being fair to me. But in the interest of being fair to you, I’ll follow through on the promise I made last Monday and tell you the list I made of the things I need to do to take care of me:
1. Drink more water. For some reason, it’s so hard to remember to get enough. I think I’ll start setting the timer on my microwave to go off at regular intervals to remind myself.
2. Exercise more. Well, that’s sort of out of the question until this foot thing is taken care of, but when it’s healed, I’m all for it.
3. Take better care of my health. I started that this week with two visits to the chiropractor and my back feels great. I’ll be having a physical in a month or two as well, something I’ve been neglecting for, oh, years.
4. Quiet time. I can’t tell you how helpful it is to take a moment here and there and just breathe deeply, thinking about nothing.
I’m trying to make myself more of a priority. Why does that make me feel guilty? I think that as a mom, I feel that the bulk of my time should be spent on my kids. There’s certainly nothing wrong with that, but my kids deserve better than a mom who’s stressed out and sick all the time.
My goals for this week: Get better. Stop “rewarding” myself for my pain and agony with donuts. And get over the guilt of planning to take care of myself. When next we meet on Monday, I plan to be ready to hit this thing 100% again. Feet and all.
Tristi Pinkston blogs full-time in the Media and Movie reviews departments of Families.com. You can read her other blogs by clicking here.
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