and I feel...

Note: not my foot.

Between my foot fracture and my constant traveling, there has been exactly nothing on the exercise front. No Pilates, no swimming, no weight lifting. I had good intentions, but other things became more important and now I'm more than halfway through my boot experience and all I can say is that I've spent a lot of time sitting.

I've been eating like shit and sitting. Bad news.

When I saw my neurologist last week, she weighed me. I had a good idea of what my weight was but color me surprised when that scale read 218.0. I knew it was wrong (between the boot, my clothes, the fact that I hadn't pooped, and the meal I ate before I came into the office) but for that moment in time that's what my weight was. It's down in my medical records now which makes me sad, but then I realized... what if I was wrong? What if I really gained all that weight?

My last weigh-in was in April 30, I logged in at 207.0. Today, May 29, almost a month later, I'm at 207.5 I'm sure my weight has gone through a roller coaster course since then, but I'm pleased that after all this time the damage has been minimal. What a load off!

My foot still isn't feeling that great, and that's just WALKING. I can't even imagine running right now so I'm preparing myself for more time in the boot, although maybe that'll change by my follow-up appointment next Tuesday. Fingers crossed!

Since I've been spending so much time out of town and now with my foot being fractured, I suspended my gym membership. Obviously I can't do cardio but I should be keeping up with weight lifting... my bad. I just can't justify a gym membership to lift weights when my best routine only lasts 20 minutes... it takes longer to dress and drive to the gym. So I'm meeting someone in town tomorrow to buy a used set of adjustable dumbbells! I'm pretty excited.

I'm not thrilled that I'm [unintentionally] building a home gym here, but I need something and a $30 Craigslist score is too good to pass up.