So. Here’s the deal.
4 weeks in a cast. 4 weeks in a boot.
6 weeks of Non-Running.
I felt sorry for myself. I did.
Everyone who knows me, knows I brought my running shoe when the boot was removed
As if…as if I could run out of the doctor’s office. But. No.
I gained 5 pounds, then more.
Mostly from inactivity, but also from self-pity.
I am now more determined than ever.
Not only to get my body run-ready.
But to get my mind out of the proverbial gutter of woe.
I am also mightily addicted to Hipstamatic, so I coupled my passion for photos…
with my passion for rediscovering the gym.
And waking up muscles that have been dormant.
The last few weeks, I’ve gotten a schedule going.
I saw sweat. I burned. I felt that great soreness the day after.
I lifted upper body, then worked on the core with the Nike Trainer Club app.
I’m journaling like a fiend on Livestrong’s Daily Plate App.
I’m trying to eat non-processed. Well. Except for the Diet Coke problem I have.
I’m adding protein, and trying to follow The Skinny Rules.
I had oatmeal and eggs for breakfast.
Garlic steak & a protein banana berry smoothie post workout.
And yeah. I got my focus back.
In the last picture, you can see the leg on the left that has atrophied.
Zero muscle compared to the right.
4 weeks. 2 days. Until I can run, I’ll be at the gym.