I fell off the wagon last week. I ate fast food and sweets...lots of them. I drank soda and sweet tea, gallons of it. I didn't exercise at all. Part of it was depression from my pain. My back and hip have been almost unbearable. I try not to make a fuss but its some of the worst pain I've ever had. I don't like to take the muscle relaxers or the pain medicine. It makes me too fuzzy. So I just grit my teeth and try to power thru.
Michael has been a saint thru it.He's picked up the slack at home and been patient with me as I struggle. He doesn't nag at me about what I eat or don't; he doesn't say a word about whether I exercise or not. He is just loving and supportive no matter what. Which makes me feel even worse when I fail.
I'm back on track this week though. I fasted and detoxed on Saturday, ate healthy on Sunday, and started exercising today. I managed to ride 30 minutes this morning, almost 10 miles. I walked again this evening, 2.74 miles. The hip and back pain is still there, a little better than it has been maybe.
Trying to get the diet back on track. I still struggle with that. I've been trying to stay away from dairy and gluten and sugar. which is exactly as hard as it sounds. Add to that the fact I'm still doing the intermittent fasting and well, some days it equals grumpy Kim. Tonight is a very grumpy night. At least Michael is doing the fasting with me. It does make it a little easier.
