Running to Stand Still

Not literally running, of course. I'd considered titling this post "one step forward, one step back," but thought making a U2 reference was more snazzy. Or something.

Anyway, a couple things: first, I cancelled Nutrisystem. I've lost a fair amount of weight, but truth be told I have so much food left over that I'll technically still be on Nutrisystem for at least another month. Which is fine. My husband is looking forward to cooking more, and we've both learned a lot about portion control. My real issue will be lunch - I really suck at making decent lunches - but I think we'll be able to find some kind of reasonable substitute. There are plenty of, for example, single-serving soups out there. I'll find something I like.

Second, I cancelled my gym membership. I had mixed feelings about this, but in the end it just made sense. My main reason is because of my ankle. I got the results from my MRI last week and learned that I have tears in my lateral collateral ligament in two places, as well as multiple partial tears in the deep tissue of the deltoid ligament. I unfortunately couldn't get an appointment with the orthopedic surgeon until June 20, and if he decides surgery is the best route then I will be on crutches for the rest of the summer at least. It's not worth going to the gym just to do arms; I can use my kettle bells for that.

I could have just suspended my membership for a few months, but there's also the possibility of my life making a drastic change this summer, which would necessitate quitting this gym anyway. If things turn out not to happen the way I'm sort of expecting them to, I can always sign up with another gym in the area. I liked this one because it's comfortable and close to work, but it's also more expensive than other options.

I'd like to also mention that both Nutrisystem and my gym (Sport & Health) let me cancel easily and immediately. I had absolutely no trouble whatsoever.

Catching up (again)

Yeeeeah. Been a while. First it was the BookCrossing Convention, then only a week later, on Easter Sunday, I sprained my ankle. Badly. "Grade 2 or possibly 3," the doc said; they think I tore a ligament. May 23rd is my Day of Reckoning: at that point I'm either 100% healed or we start looking into surgery. Ugh, I so hope it doesn't come to that. But anyway, since I can't go to the gym, I decided to use some of my time convalescing to take my measurements again.

The last time I took my measurements was December 29, 2010 - so that's what, not quite five months ago. I've lost two inches in my waist and hips, one inch in my bust and thigh. I've also lost a total of 26 pounds in that time. A bit of a plateau, actually, but I'm not complaining.

Now I just need to figure out what the hell size jeans I wear now. My old ones are falling down so badly I look like an ad for crack prevention. Ha!