I've spent a week wallowing. Yep - a full week. Ever since I went in for the freaking X-ray. Not working out. Not watching what I eat. Just wallowing (and watching A LOT of Doctor Who and Knitting in the evenings). And I've come to three conclusions.
1) I am essentially back in January of 2010. Why do I say that? Well - I wasn't a runner then. I was starting out at 208 lbs (NO - I am not back there, thank goodness) and so I was a girl with a calorie budget and stationary bike. I can't find my food and fitness journal from those first 7 weeks before I started running, but I do know one thing...by the time I started running at the end of February that year, I was down 25 lbs. How is that for perspective?
2) With that in mind - I feel more confident than ever that I can make some major headway on my goals by the time I am cleared for running again (hopefully in early may). It doesn't hurt at all to bike so that is where I will focus my frustrations. I actually hopped on the bike today at lunch for the first time since my stress fracture diagnosis. Felt good to sweat. Probably means I won't kill people today.
3) and, I said I wasn't going to, but I decided to do it anyway. I joined another DietBet. Nikki & Solana are hosting one in the month of April. $25 bet gets you in. If you'd like to join us - you can sign up here
I decided to join for one reason - misery loves company. Nah - but seriously. I just need somewhere to be accountable to. And I actually want to lose the bet. But not in the way you all are thinking. I want to lose enough weight in that month to make DietBet question if it was even possible. THAT would be worth $25 to me.
I plan to start April on the right foot and do what I did when I started this journey. Eat less, bike everyday and bring myself back stronger than ever when the time comes to return to running. I've been watching a lot of British TV since we cancelled satellite so I keep hearing the following saying in my head with a British accent: "Keep it simple, stupid". Except I am hearing them as "Keep it stupid simple" Eat less. Bike everyday. I can do that.
Now lets get me healed.
(BTW - I forgot to tell y'all that the doctor I saw for my treatment plan pretty much told me I am a real runner now. Humph. How 'bout that. Crossing the finish line of 50+ races, including 13 half marathons and 2 full marathons didn't do it. It took a stress fracture to make me a "real" runner. Good grief. Can I have my regular doctor back now?)