I’ve had a tough week and I have been a bad girl. 

The thing with the baby and the Tylenol threw me into a tizzy that was further tizzified when Big Daddy came home and dropped the bomb that we need to find somewhere else to live and either sell or walk away from our house.  (I do not deal well with stress or change.)

I ate at McD’s 2 times this week which equals 2 large cokes, 2 large fries, 1 McChick.en and one of their ‘premium’ chicken sandwiches.  I got it grilled instead of the crispy so that’s not as bad.  Right?

Also, I loooove B&J’s Cherry Garcia, and Jack-in-the-Box has new cherry chip shakes.  I saw the sign, and everyday I would drive by I would tell myself NO!  Finally I gave in, only got a regular instead of a large.  It was not that great.  Had I kept resisting I would have built it up in my head and been coveting the hell out of it, but now; meh.

BUT! On Tuesday I was supposed to meet up with some of my Flab to Fab moms for a walk around the Rose Bowl, we all missed each other but since I drove all the way there and I thankfully grabbed my iPod at the last moment I decided to walk it alone- The Boy in the stroller, my bottle full of water and good tunes.

When I started out I set the sleep timer for a half-hour and planned that when it shut off I would turn back, go to target and get some lunch out.  (It’s a huge oval that goes around the stadium, a chunk of the parking lot and the adjoining golf course.)  After the half-hour I was about half way done, it wasn’t so bad and it was a beautiful day in the 70’s; I decided to turn my music back on and finish the path. 

I made many stops to try to stretch out this one strip of muscle in my lower calf/ankle that ALWAYS cramps up when I walk at a faster pace ( I think it’s residual damage from a sprain 12 years ago.).  Then, brace yourself, I actually JOGGED!  A little.  I would jog a few seconds and then stop. Rinse lather and repeat.  It wasn’t that difficult and could have continued a little longer had there not been a number of factors that would arise.

1. The cramp would worsen.
2. I wasn’t wearing a very supportive bra and my poor post-breastfeeding boobies were too bouncy.  
3. I had my cell phone in my bra on vibrate so I would not miss business calls and it would start to migrate south. 
4. My shoes are cheap pieces of crap.  I bought them when my local Kmart was closing and liquidating the stock not absorbed by other stores.
5. Either due to the crappy shoes, the persistent cramp or both, my entire right foot would go completely numb.  I have had issues with my toes/feet going numb when wearing shoes on the treadmill (so I bought a bigger size than I normally would wear), while skiing, rollerskating and rollerblading- but only the pads, not the whole foot like I was wearing a numb sock.
6. I felt self-conscious of my big bouncing butt.

After I was finished I felt so awesome that I scrapped the lunch out and just came home and ate.

So I’m going to buy new shoes and if I can overcome my social anxiety I will call on a jogging stroller I found for $30 on Craig’s List.

I think I am also going to weigh myself only once a month from now on, it’s so daunting to see no decrease on the scale every day week even though my endurance, fitness level, energy and self-esteem is increasing.

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