Weigh in Day - Sept. 9
Previous weight - 198.6 (Aug. 16)
Current weight - 197.8
Difference - lost .8 pounds
Total weight lost - 47.2 pounds
Friday - 3 miles
Saturday - 8 miles
Tuesday - Zumba (60 minutes)
Wednesday - 3 miles
Thursday - 4 miles
Last night was my 4 mile walk. It did not go well. at. all.
First mistake was taking Tanner with me. I had contemplated taking our dog with me on my training walks before but I didn't want him to slow me down. However, Tanner has been cooped up in the house all week because of the rain and he has been such a handful at night. This photo isn't of Tanner, but sums him up perfectly.
So I get myself together, grab Tanner and head down the street. The pooch then proceeds to poop three times before we reach the next block. So it's back to the house with the bags of pooh so I didn't have to carry them for 4 miles. I should have taken that as a sign to leave him at home.
So here's what else went wrong:
I wore the worst shirt imaginable. It kept riding up my back and front and I ended up having to hold it down with my hand the whole time so I wasn't self conscience or choking.
I wore bad socks and got a blister on the back of my ankle.
It was raining so obviously it added to the misery.
I was feeling really dizzy. I thought maybe it was dehydration, but I'm dizzy today and I think it's the cluster headache meds I'm on. I'm tapering off of them so I'm going to have to deal with it for a few days I think.
I was so hungry and even though it was raining people were grilling out and making me want to eat my arm off.
Last summer we were at a friend's house and we were hot tubbing at night and when I got out I fell up their deck stairs. (yes, I fell UP the stairs - it was that kind of night) and I totally messed up my shin. It was bruised and swollen for weeks and some of the bruising lasted for months. I think I must have ended up with some nerve damage. I don't know if it's related but when I was walking last night I was getting this weird prickling sensation under my skin in the spot where it happened.
I was so stressed out by all the above bullets that I totally went the wrong way on my walk and not the way I had mapped out.
Two miles into the walk Tanner totally flipped out. Just totally lost it. We were walking
along and then he turns back at me with that look in his eye (see photo
above) and started biting the leash and jumping up on me and trying to
bite me. This has happened before and I'm 100% sure this is why we were
Tanner's third owners before he was six months old (when we adopted him
from the rescue). I ended up calling Jim and having him take Tanner
So when Jim rounded the corner I pushed Tanner's butt up in the Jeep and I jumped in the back. Jim was taking us home and I mentioned that I hadn't even gotten two miles in. He said I should finish my walk.
I so wanted to just go home. To be defeated and throw in the towel. To take a hot shower and feel sorry for myself. But I couldn't make myself say the words, so I instead I said ok and reluctantly got out of the Jeep and headed back out in the rain to finish the two mile while holding my shirt down and feeling my blister get worse.
I'm really proud of myself for finishing those last two miles. A bowl of chili followed by a hot shower was well deserved after that night.