I went for a walk today and managed a tiny little run, the first time since I broke my ribs. Well, if you don’t count a short burst of running yesterday and that time when I got my heart rate monitor and couldn’t resist. According to the HRM, I spent 5 minutes in “the zone” today. It makes me sob but I’ll be getting back up there when I feel better.
According to my scales, I put on 2-2.5 kgs last week. Liar, liar, pants on fire is what I said to them, but the scales don’t care. You can cuss them out all you want but they don’t change what they say. Who’d have thunk a week of no exercise and bad eating could do that much damage? I’m thinking some of it must be on account of fluid retention and womanly time issues (please, please) because otherwise I’m screwed.
This week is going to be about 100% effort – good eating, plenty of water and back to exercising.