Help!

I've fallen and I can't get up! Okay, not that bad, but I have fallen a bit off the wagon of late. The surgery and recovery are more than I expected and I guess I've been having myself a little pity party, plus the fact that I have absolutely no activity. I was able to finally put enough weight on the foot (once I took off this Frankenstein boot they've got me in) to get on the scale and I've gained about 6 pounds! Ughh! Really? Really? Well, okay, it was after all my morning coffee and breakfast, and a few other factors would affect it as well, which we won't get into other than to refer to the calendar. :) But still, the scale is definitely up higher than I'd like it.

So what do I do? Well, I pull myself up, dust myself off, dust off my tracker, count points, weigh and measure, and start fresh. That's what I do.

Good news is the cast is off, the stitches are out. I just wish I didn't have to wear this awful boot 24/7, but I'll do what I have to do to get back to running and skating. So get over it. That's what I'm telling myself tonight.