I just want to say that running this this morning was one of the hardest things that I've done. So - I am justifiably proud of myself. I've also decided that it's probably not in my best interest to look too far ahead in the program!! Wednesday I am down for an 8 minute run - HOW am I ever going to manage that?
This is what my weight looked like this morning after my run, breakfast, about 1 litre of water and maybe half a pot of coffee...
... you just have to have all the facts people. You know that you are so much less when you weigh right after you wake up!
When I weighed in on Friday at my Weight Watchers meeting, I was 194.4 - bringing me up to that 20 pound marker. Another yay me moment!
Now on to the family crisis. My brother in law was t-boned on his motorbike in Australia on Wednesday night (our time) and was in critical condition in ICU. We woke up to the fantastic news that he was awake today and asking for juice! My hubster will fly out next week to be with him and the rest of his family.
What is really interesting during all of this is my eating - and subsequent weight loss. I don't know about you - but I eat whenever there is any sort of emotion. The worry and stress of being halfway around the world during this was a bit much for me. I have also been trying to be strong for the hubster so he doesn't have to deal with a wife falling to pieces as well. Needless to say, nothing in the house was safe. Especially all of those delicious gluten laden goodies the kids brought back from H-Mart. (If you haven't been to a H-Mart - you need to. Quickly - like right now!)
And I kept up with my training program. I had to change out Wednesday's run for Thursday - but I kept going. And as corny as it sounds - knowing that Simpy couldn't run, and maybe never will again, kept me running. I have really taken my body for granted - this accident has changed so much. And I know that everyone says it - but until something happens close to you, you just nod and smile when people tell you that life isn't guaranteed.
So - go hug your babies. ALL of them - and make sure any of them riding m-bikes wear helmets (it saved Simpy's life). Then go and get sweaty running.
I'll let you know how I go on Friday.
Hugs
Meg
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