Fall down, get up, and run again
Sunday, April 27, 2014
After a really good run, I fell down, but the strength I had gathered during that streak stayed with me, so I got up, dusted myself off, and started all over again. Today I'm 5 days into a good run again. Twelve days ago I got on the scale at my WW meeting and was up 4 pounds. I was in shock, and couldn't believe it. I asked her to check it again and it remained the same, with no reason for it, or so I thought. My food and tracking had been as close to perfect as I could make them, and I had no binges or lapses in judgement, AT ALL. So I started to get dejected and depressed and began to eat sympathy snacks to console myself. A few days into this behavior I suddenly realized where the weight had come from. Due to a painfully torn rotator cuff, I had been on a 6 day protocol of a steroidal drug the week before. I checked the box, and sure enough weight gain was a side effect. I hadn't made the connection. I finished the anti-inflammatory medicine, the pain subsided in a few days, but the bloating and weight gain didn't.
Talk about hunger being all in our heads sometimes! As soon as I discovered the connection, my so-called physical hunger subsided and I was back on track from that very moment. So today my resolve is as strong as it had been. Except for indulging myself in two McDonalds cones since that time, I've been pretty good; but I also purchased side salads at the same time to have for my next meal. So it wasn't like I went crazy or anything. Sometimes it's hard to know the side effects of medications without a magnifying glass as you get older, and no one ever tells you these things up front. But for now, I'm just a little wiser, and getting thinner again. I'm running a journey, not a race.