First I would like to thank those of you who saw my math error in yesterday's post but were too polite to tell me I'm an idiot. I realized later that if I weighed 233.5 and wanted to get down to 225, I would not actually have to lose 12 pounds. I made the correction in the post.
(I spent 12 years in Catholic school, which means I have excellent handwriting but I can't do math.)
However, it must have been a Freudian slip because I got on the scale this morning and, as Catherine put it, BOINNNNNGGGGG. I'm up to 237, which would leave me with 12 pounds to lose if I want to get to 225 by March 12. Not happy about this.
I did pretty well yesterday with eating, and again today I've done well. I hired a professional organizer to help me dig through some of the mess in our house and we spent six hours packing, organizing and getting things in tip-top shape. She's awesome and I have her come once or twice a year to help me cull through the toys, kids' clothes and other stuff that seems to accumulate at alarming rates. Anyway, my point is I was too busy today to snack or have an extended lunch.
Back to weight loss, or lack thereof. I'm having a hard time getting exercise going. Part of it is laziness but a big part of it is that I have serious pain in my right foot. It started out as plantar fasciitis and then I started favoring different parts of my foot by standing differently and now I have pain all over. I've been to an orthopedist who told me to take Advil for two weeks (this was pre-band) and ice my foot regularly. That was in September and I guess I need to go back and let her know I'm still having a lot of pain and it's keeping me from exercising.
I **could** swim. We belong to the Y, and they have a brand-new Olympic size pool that is just gorgeous. But I just cannot go there in a bathing suit yet. Really, I can't.
You know what's killing me? The people across the street from us have an amazing indoor swimming pool. How often could they possibly use that thing? Wonder if I could sneak in...
We'll open our pool in mid-May and I can do laps then. But I'd love to get this foot issue squared away, it's really affecting my ability to move. Ugh, this is ridiculous. I'm 37 and I feel like I'm 85. SO ANGRY WITH MYSELF FOR LETTING THINGS GET THIS BAD WITH MY WEIGHT.
