I was in a car accident last Saturday. My son and I were not seriously injured but we were rear-ended, and it caused some major damage to our paid off 4Runner.
Weird thing happened during the incident--my front seat broke and reclined 100%. So, my lower abdominal muscles felt like I had done 5, 433 sit-ups! I kept wondering if it was the equivalent to that much exercise, but since they still hurt 10 days later, I think not.
We are all safe, our 4Runner is fixable, and life has returned to normal. I didn't go to Curves for the entire week last week, and that actually bothered me! I re-started today and feel great getting back out there.
I am going through a weird thing where I've lost 2 more pounds, and I'm officially down 40 pounds. So I figure since I'm down that much, I deserve a reward, a FOOD reward. What am I thinking? WHY WOULD I DO THAT?
I want to slap myself silly! I sat in the McDonald's parking lot today, thinking it has been over 3 months since I have had a hamburger from anywhere. Three months, people! I miss Big Macs. I miss Whoppers. I miss any hamburger. But, I then realized I don't miss them that much. It actually sounded unappetizing. And I left.
Tomorrow is another day.
2 days ago
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