New low!! Had to record it because it's the first one I've had in the last 23 days lol. This is an epic success considering I had a graduation party, then a birthday party to attend yesterday. They both sucked.
I started off my day with some eggs and toast followed by a 3.5 mile walk. First exercise I've gotten in what seems like forever. I ended up with these enormous blisters on the insides of both my big toes. I do not understand that at all. I am a runner, why am I getting blisters now... during a walk?? I'm clueless, but they freaking hurt like hell. By the time I got back to my vehicle they had already ruptured and the skin had been rubbed off. Ouch! I was starving after so when I went to the store to get gifts for the parties I also grabbed a greek yogurt and a rev wrap. No need to be starving at the party, right?
The graduation party was fine, it was my brother-in-laws daughter. I guess she's my niece lol but I'm only nine years older than her. I didn't really know anyone there, and I'm a little socially awkward so I just coasted through it. I ate half of a hamburger and some potato salad. I don't know about anyone else, but it seems rude to me not to eat especially when someone is working so hard to get all that food ready. Oh, and there was this weird incident where I was sitting on a bench watching my son play on the playground and I look over to see a seven year old girl butt as naked in the sandbox... no idea where her parents were, I grabbed my son and got the hell out of there.
My sister's birthday party was an entirely different story. My mom and brother were drunk upon my arrival. My brother especially was making an ass out of himself in front of my poor grandma and aunts/uncles. Jesus freakin Christ. My mom gave me shit about being late to her party. It was a disaster. At one point my mom and brother were arguing about who was going to go to town to get more tequila because they were both drunk... I went. I needed out anyway lol. When I got back it was still more BS, my brother was screaming at the kids, made a bad joke about 'needles' and I left. Just like that, up and out. DONE. WTF is a matter with these people??? I wanted to load up not just my son, but my sister, and my step sisters three children and take them all home. Those kids deserve popcorn and a movie, not jerry springer live. The poor babies. It felt wrong to leave them all because I kind of feel like I needed to babysit them, but I have to save myself, right?? OH, at that party I had a chicken breast on a bun and one deviled egg. My sober mom had chicken breasts because she knows I'm trying to do better on my intake. Very kind of her. She's in there somewhere and she loves me....
Today, thank the sweet baby jesus in heaven, is entirely dedicated to my husband and I. We are going to do whatever we want, no family obligations, no drama. At the party my step sister (SS) was fighting with her husband something fierce. Really makes me appreciate the relationship I have with my husband. Aside from minor annoyances that I'm sure every wife has, we get along extremely well. He has never called me a name or disrespected me, let alone in public. Last night I heard SS's husband called her bad names at least a dozen times. I don't know why she puts up with it, especially with three young boys around. Those boys might be the closest thing I ever get to being an aunt, so I'm going to try to be more involved with them this summer. Might do them some good to spend a little time with a couple that doesn't hate each other...
So after all that craziness I came home last night and had a few glasses of wine with my husband. We talked about our crazy ass families, and the loss of our good friend. Thank god for my husband and his love and support.
Went to bed last night and almost immediately was slammed with the most intense pain on my left side from the middle of my chest all the way down to my hips. I'd put It at about an 8 on the pain scale. My husband gave me some gas ex, I don't know if it worked or not but eventually the pain faded away. I'm more inclined to believe that it was a really bad IBS thing, but I don't know. Monitored my heart rate to make sure my heart wasn't going all crazy but it was fine. Sucks not having health insurance lol. Should we go to the ER? IDK, flip a coin :)
Now that all of that is behind me, I am looking forward to a happy day, with, of course, spot on intake. I will be weighing in more often to keep me on track, and look forward to another new low next week.
I hope you are all having a good weekend!!!
