I did not go off the rails and self medicate with sugar. I did have two beers and some ribs which probably had sugar in the rub. They were good, and the beers took the edge off my mental and physical pain. I had a normal breakfast today. We're going to a beer dinner at a restaurant with amazing deserts tonight. My plan is to just have small tastes of whatever looks good and to just practice moderation. I don't want to feel any shittier than I already do.
I'm having visions of juggling shoulder and foot surgery - figuring out how to time things so I can be on crutches if I need to. Maybe the foot isn't that messed up. Maybe it's just a stress fracture which will take a few weeks in a boot. Or maybe it's nothing. I really don't want months of PT. I feel like I know what they're going to have me do since it's not my first go round at either of these things. Again, I know I've written about this before here or on some long lost blog or journal, but I get so frustrated that I so badly want to be out doing these active things, and my body just won't let me, yet there are so many injury free people who just sit on their asses. Not fair. I've worked so hard this year to get back to this level of weight and fitness and I don't want to throw it away. That means I need to stick with what works for me re: food, figure out how to incorporate some treats, and figure out how to exercise with whatever limitations I'm dealing with now (pilates, swimming, spinning...).
So frustrating.
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