I'm almost healed up completely.
What was once a huge gaping hole in my boob (graphic, and only slightly exaggerated) is now a bruised area surrounding 2 small scars.
I'm slowly getting my energy back - though taking the dog for a 10 minute walk leaves me winded.
So, the time has come to evaluate when I'll be heading back to the gym, and by extension, Gym Guy's scrutiny.
If I'd been smart, I would have used this...involuntary down time...as an opportunity to rethink my eating habits, to load up on the fruits and vegetables, and to try to maintain my 10 pound weight loss that I was so ecstatic about a few weeks ago.
But, alas, I am not smart. I haven't used this time wisely. I've eaten what I wanted, when I wanted. And, while not entirely comprised of crap, my diet has been a far cry from healthy. In fact, for a while I was eating very little, which I know is just as bad for me as eating junk.
Out of nothing more than mild curiosity, I weighed myself over the weekend.
I've gained back a few pounds, but I'm still down more than 5 pounds from where I started.
Considering what the last month has been like for me - I'll take it!!!
It's just so depressing to think that when I return to the gym, I'll basically be starting over. I have to get back into a routine, I have to build up my endurance again, and pretty much start from scratch with weights. Maybe the second time around will be easier...right???
Now, to get back in the saddle...or rather...on the treadmill!
