I fell off the wagon.
I had lost 7 pounds, then the storm hit. Boredom set in, and so then I gained two pounds back.
I feel disgusting, although it wasn't anything like the picture above. I didn't eat a whole pint of ice cream or a whole bag of doritos. I just splurged--a sonic breakfast burrito here, a couple of slices of pizza there....
So now, I'm attempting to get back on the wagon before I gain everything back. I'm also breaking down and finally getting a treadmill.
I've planned to buy one for a while now, and I had it in my mind I could get a pretty nice one for under $200. Boy, was I wrong. Back before I wanted a treadmill, I saw people practically giving them away at garage sales, but now that I want one, they are on craigslist for even more than a new one costs. Crazy craigslisters....
Unfortunately a treadmill has also become somewhat of a medical neccessity with this weather. I've thought a lot about just waiting around for spring to start running again rather than take a hit to my pocketbook, but my back has been awful the last few days. It takes me a good five minutes before I can even think about standing up straight, and I'm 35, not 85! I keep getting leg cramps. All this sitting just kills me. I try to walk around outside as long as I can stand the cold, but it's not good enough. I need at least an hour of activity every single day for my back to be healthy. Usually with the horses and chores and taking care of the farm it's no problem, but times like this, it's a big problem.
Another problem with waiting for spring is that I feel like this:
And that means, my friends, that something must be done. No girl wants to feel like Jabba. I've got to break down and get a treadmill, and then actually use it.