Screeching halt, literally.

Yo. So I've been working out regularly, but stopped on Friday, is in, I haven't been since Friday. I've been at my parent's house and the first day I arrived I didn't have time for a workout, but ended up visiting the gym 3 times and then also running the track behind their house once. Not bad.

On Sunday when I was driving home from their house I was rear-ended on the 401 W. Yep, it totally sucked! I swore very loudly, "Whiskey Tango Foxtrot", fill in your own swears. I'm feeling pretty sore still but after a visit with my Doctor, I feel confident that the soreness is pretty typical and I should make a full recovery.

To add insult to injury though, I can't go to the gym right now because I don't want to upset my body. After this week is over, I'm okay to go back but I'm really afraid of falling off the wagon. This will be a true test to my dedication. The good news about my dedication is that I have stayed true to my healthier eating, as in, not pigging out and being ridonkulous just because I can't exercise.

The old me would have already started wolfing treats with the excuse that I was feeling crappy, or something. This new me has scaled down the food intake to compensate for the lack of exercise.

Oh yeah, I weighed myself this afternoon (not the best time to do it) and I am at 191.6. It's taking a long time to come off this go around, but I'm confident it will get better with a positive outlook and good life lasting habits. Whoa, for a second there I felt like I just puked out a self help book!

I think I'll keep a food diary during this week, even though there won't be any exercise to report. That being said, maybe I can go for brisk walks. Hmm.

cupcake

xo