i'm on a diet. i think i've lost a single pound (already!). i'm really hungry most of the time. this could easily make me very easy to annoy and send into a bad mood. but i'm doing ok. don't know how long i can take this constant hunger, but we'll let it ride for now and see what good i can do. i'm guessing that as my stomach sinks back to a reasonable size (after the gluttony of recent weeks) i'm going to be happier with the smaller, more infrequent portions getting served up. we're actually doing ok. Polly made a fantastic spiced chicken dish with chickpeas and last night we had smoked haddock with asparagus, spinach and a poached egg. heaven!
will be calling the physio later to book an appointment for (hopefully) tomorrow night - and (hopefully again) i can persuade him to do some ultrasound to the Achilles. if i could only get back running, the weight loss would be easier and i would be a whole lot better person. this is the lightest but worst injury i've ever had. i can't help feeling i'm making a meal of it too.
getting back to training is a hard thing. it should be easy. in fact it would be easy if i could run. i'd be out there in a shot. but training on my rowing machine or doing weights or bodywork is a different matter. there's a hurdle i need to get over before i feel enthusiastic enough to do it. i also need to find the time on the week days. looks like it's going to have to be an early morning workout and evening stretching. with a schedule i should be able to make myself do the necessary. i know i'll feel better for it..
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