The screw up

Yesterday I was just super depressed.  I’ve been feeling in a funk for the past few days.  I think it’s because my ankle has been acting up, which always freaks me out as I have had multiple surgeries on it, gotten the all clear to run for the doctor, but it hasn’t been “right” it seems since an injury almost 10 years ago.   So I always go into a mental tizzy asking if I reinjured it or damaged the bone that was repaired.   I’ve been debating not running, but running doesn’t seem to exacerbate it, plus I really need to train for my race.   I am however going to make an appointment with my orthopedic surgeon for a check up.

So what did I do in the most knowing and mostly planned manner?   Yesterday I woke up and ate a healthy breakfast- one egg, one egg white, one piece of multigrain toast, coffee with milk.  Then I did my Jillian Michaels cardio resistance work for 50 minutes.  Then a healthy lunch — turkey bacon blt, one piece of string cheese, apple.   And then for snacks and dinners throughout I had many: cookies, bacon wrapped dates, mini pigs in blankets, marshmellows, a plate of pasta (at least it was whole wheat), and ice cream bon bons.   I ate because I was depressed and wanted to make myself feel better by eating, even though logically I knew it wouldn’t matter and I would feel worse.   Total: about 2,900 calories.   And yes, I tracked it all on daily plate!   Every stupid marshmellow!

Hopefully I will burn it off on today’s long run.

I weighed in at 189.4 yesterday and decided not to weigh in today because I didn’t want to unnecessarily freak with a short term water gain.  I’ll weigh in tomorrow and use the heavier of tomorrow’s weight and Saturday’s weight as my “official” weight.