• Home
  • Jen's Daily Blog
  • ETL Breakdown
  • Kick Ass Books
  • Good f'ing recipes
  • Great Cookbooks
  • Making Life Easier
  • Frequent Questions
Diariesofafatass.com

All Jacked Up

11/16/2016

0 Comments

 
Picture
Happy Hump Day! We are on the downhill slide, and even better yet, on the downhill slide before a short week. Can you believe the holidays are already here? What the fuck happened? The weather here has definitely been cooling off, but there have been some really beautiful days. Now, there are calls of snow for Friday. The thought of winter makes me so sad, but I will hope for a freak snowstorm here this weekend. It's what happened a year ago (when we were moving into our new house...) and Cal had his home swim meet. Not many swimmers were able to make it, and Cal took home lots of medals. He's been wishing out loud for another storm. Ha. I love it!

I had a really fantastic weekend. It started with my HR friend getting a really great job. We celebrated with friends, and I had a couple of beers for the first time in weeks. Mmmmm...beer. Not only that, I had the best martini of my life, pumpkin. It was like drinking a pumpkin pie. Through the night, I was aware of everything I ate or drank, and tried to make good choices (well, except the martini, but I don't regret that for a minute). The next morning a friend and I went hiking on a trail that has kicked my ass week after week, but I have loved it. This hike went really good, and I felt so strong, we did another 1 mile hike after we were done (total of 4+ miles). I certainly felt it in that hike. Later that day, I met up with an old co-worker/great friend and another friend of hers for a day trip to WI. There were so many laughs. Oh, how I miss seeing that woman all the time. Sunday was filled with some heavy cleaning before a friend came over for a walk and dinner. The walk was the same as the normal, at a park up the street from us. I felt my back giving me fits when I was walking up the street, but it wasn't overly terrible. By the time we finished the walk (only two miles), I could barely move. That's where I am today...I thought for a short time today it was getting better, but it doesn't feel that way now. This is the worst back pain I've ever had. I'm almost just shuffling my feet, but at least I can move. The only time it's not bothering me is when I'm laying down. Yesterday, it brought me really down. The pain caught up to me, and I was super crabby. I was really sad about not being able to move, as I've really come to love getting my steps in. Thankfully today, I woke up in better spirits. I really am taking it easy, although that's hard for me. Hoping this damn thing gets better soon. If I want to stay on track with my weight loss, moving will certainly help.

Speaking of weight loss, today was my weigh-in. I was a little nervous, as I drank more this weekend than I have during any other time since I started watching my calories. I was glad to be down 2.4 lbs again. More than any numbers, I was happy to buy a couple of pairs of new jeans yesterday. Pants that fit, what a novel idea! I was not in the mood to shop for clothing, when my friend called me as I was shuffling through Wal-Mart to tell me about a nearby store have a jeans sale. I got her hint (she has to see me everyday at work), and clumsily tried pants on with my bad back. I was much happier to get those pants, than I was for the number on the scale today. The scale...it's just still so tough for me...in fact, it's what therapy was spent on tonight. I don't usually go super deep in therapy. I use it primarily to talk about the things I hold inside, so I have a way to get them out. But tonight was work. Work toward understanding why I can't be happy about my numbers. If the numbers weren't good, Lord knows I would beat myself up over them. Anyway, I think there was some progress, but we know I'm a hot mess, and it will take a lot to work through it. I'll get there one day, though. 

I should get to bed. I mean, 8:00 is quickly approaching. I'm telling you, this back is taking it out of me.

I hope your night is full of the things you love. I'll leave you with a song in honor of my jacked up back ;)

~Jen

0 Comments



Leave a Reply.

    Jen

    Age 47
    Married 24 years
    2 boys, 18 & 15
    email: diariesofafatass@gmail.com


    Archives

    August 2019
    June 2019
    March 2019
    February 2019
    January 2019
    December 2018
    November 2018
    October 2018
    August 2018
    July 2018
    June 2018
    May 2018
    April 2018
    March 2018
    February 2018
    January 2018
    December 2017
    November 2017
    October 2017
    September 2017
    August 2017
    July 2017
    June 2017
    May 2017
    April 2017
    March 2017
    February 2017
    January 2017
    December 2016
    November 2016
    October 2016
    September 2016
    August 2016
    July 2016
    June 2016
    May 2016
    April 2016
    March 2016
    February 2016
    January 2016
    November 2015
    October 2015
    September 2015
    August 2015
    July 2015
    June 2015
    May 2015
    April 2015
    March 2015
    February 2015
    January 2015
    December 2014
    November 2014
    October 2014
    September 2014
    August 2014
    July 2014
    June 2014
    May 2014
    January 2014
    December 2013
    November 2013
    October 2013
    September 2013
    August 2013
    July 2013
    June 2013
    May 2013
    April 2013
    March 2013
    February 2013
    January 2013
    December 2012
    November 2012
    October 2012
    September 2012
    August 2012
    July 2012
    June 2012
    May 2012
    April 2012
    March 2012
    February 2012
    January 2012
    December 2011
    November 2011
    October 2011
    September 2011
    August 2011

    RSS Feed