Tuesday, August 18, 2015

My Left Foot

No not the Daniel Day-Lewis movie, for those of you old enough to remember.  I am talking about the small injury that sidelined me for the last month.  A gigantic, deep, nasty, oozy cut on the bottom of my left foot that kept me bandaged up and limping along in pain for a bit.  I won't go into details on how I got it, but it wasn't fun.

It was enough to keep me off the treadmill for a good solid three weeks.  I've just now started to get back on there again, and after such a long layoff I feel as though I'm starting all over again.  Slower speeds, shorter sessions.  And because I wasn't exercising I blew off my tracker as well.  It's like my WW leader Marci is fond of saying- if you get a flat tire, fix the flat, don't just go and slash the other three tires!

I was going great and had four weeks in a row of losses at my Friday weigh-ins.  Fortunately I only gained back a pound while I was on the IR list.  Now I expect to see that gone this week.

It's easy to lose sight of the big picture sometimes, when one of the key elements to your success has been taken away from you.  Like me, some of us just throw up our hands and say why bother.  Others just increase their focus on the remaining pieces of their routine.  Just because I can't walk, doesn't mean I can't continue to count points!  I use a WW calculator, not my toes, to add them all up!

I still struggle with losing during the week but gaining on the weekends, and at this point in life, I think I always will.  For me the answer is finding a way not to gain SO much and still have a great weekend with my husband.  Instead of gaining five pounds in two days, how about only two pounds?  How about eating just one meal out on Saturdays, instead of all of them?  I work so hard during the week to shed those weekend pounds, that I never ever make any real progress.  I think I've blogged about this subject more than anything else.

Using all the tools- my tracker, my Fitbit, my treadmill, the fact that I don't work outside of the house and I have no one at home to cook for- I should be dropping the weight like crazy.  The simple truth is I'm like everyone else.  I have days when I don't want to exercise.  I have days when I want a Coke and frozen pizza for lunch.  I have days when I head into town hungry and eat out.

I don't want to feel like a failure, but I have moments where I think it's just too hard.  I have to remind myself that I have lost weight since rejoining WW in 2013.  And I've kept it off.  Yes, I still have a long way to go, but as long as I keep creeping forward I will get there.  The biggest thing for me right now is to not regain the 40 pounds I've lost since quitting my very stressful job.  It would be too easy.  It should also be easy to crack beyond the 200 mark, because I've been sitting here at 205 for months now.  But I can't seem to get there yet.  Like a carrot dangling in front of me on a stick.  The only problem is, I want that carrot covered in bleu cheese dressing.

For the short term, I'm hoping to get back into the daily exercise routine to build up my stamina.  In October we are heading back to the Outer Banks of North Carolina, one of our favorite vacation spots.  When we go there, we always do a ton of walking.  Not just on the beach, but the hotel we always stay at is close enough to walk down to the Cape Hatteras lighthouse.  It's a VERY long walk, but we do it.  Our first trip was 2005, and I was in good enough condition- and weighing a lot less- so I was able to climb all the lighthouses we visited.  On trips after that, I haven't even stepped inside one.  I don't know if I will be able to climb the 257 steps by October, but I want to work towards that goal.  And losing another 5 pounds before then won't hurt either.


(Outer Banks 2005)