Pride goeth before the fall...literally!!-Crash and burn-Spaghetti squash-squished
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, 02-02-2017 at 10:19 PM (3857 Views)
So I completed week 5 of C25K. I was really worried about tonight because it was 20 minutes of straight running. My husband bailed on me because his ankle was hurting. I think he thought I would just not go. Nope. I am doing this. It is my thing. So I got out there and wondered how far I would be able to make it without stopping. I was just putting right along....feeling really proud of myself as I was 18 minutes into my run and feeling FIERCE. Then all of a sudden...wham. I am face down on the road. My foot hit a raised part of the sidewalk and I took a tumble. I was really lucky because tonight was chillier and I had long pants on. All I did was skinned my knee and hurt my finger a bit. But I picked myself up and finished strong. Go figure I would fall when I am all alone. It was fine, though, since I had my phone on me and I was in my subdivision. No risk of death. Just goes to show that pride really does goeth before the fall. That was really a humbling experience. LOL.
So I am still doing well with my weight loss. I was 150 this morning. I am soooo close to being in the 140's I can hardly stand it. This has been such an amazing journey and the emotional high is something else. I am 13 weeks today and my weight loss total is 37 lbs since surgery and 57 total. I am very pleased with those numbers. I still haven't noticed any hair loss but I am quickly approaching that 4 month mark that seems to be the common time frame for a lot of people. Keeping high hopes that I may get lucky but know it is a possibility.
Tonight the family had pasta with meat sauce. I make amazing sauce and I have not eaten any since surgery. Well tonight I busted out a spaghetti squash and enjoyed my "pasta". I really don't mind spaghetti squash. I mean, it's not pasta but it hits the craving. And I got my protein from my delicious home made sauce. It is so easy, too. I say that was definitely a win situation for me.
This morning I had a scare at the doctor's office. Went in for a mammogram. After the first one, they brought me back to do a more in depth on with smaller paddles and took a million more pictures from all sorts of angles. Then they called me back and said they needed to ultrasound my right breast. She took a long time and clicked a lot of pictures. FINALLY after 2 hours of these tests the doctor came in and said I was fine. My breasts are just very dense so they were initially worried but it was not cancer. Then they advised me that since my tissue is so dense and I have family history they would suggest that I get genetically tested for the breast cancer gene. So I made an appointment for Feb 17th. Not sure what I would do if they said I had it. My mother passed away almost 2 years ago from breast cancer that eventually spread to her brain and then liver. She had a long 5 year battle with it.
Well all, I am thankful for my family, friends, my sleeve, my new health, and all of you wonderful people who I consider my sleeve buddies! Have a great night and remember to get your boobies checked. And you if you are one of the male sleevers...help your honey check her boobies. Big hugs!