On Thursday when I was at my training session, I received the number of a Naturopath that could potentially get me in sooner than March. So I emailed her office on Monday ( day 22). I thought it was worth a shot to at least hear what she had to say. I was in a session when they called back and I made a mental note to call her back the next morning.
It's Tuesday morning, that means training day. My session was at 9 a.m. but to be honest, I could have stayed in bed all day, or at least later than 7 a.m. I got up early enough to eat a little breakfast, a couple eggs and an apple. My clothes have been feeling so tight, putting on leggings is officially my least favorite part of the day.
I walked into the gym and was met by my trainer looking super eager (always a bad sign) and he said “Ready for a fit test?”
Of course I was like…ummmm no. I didn’t want to weigh in. I didn’t want to see my body fat percentage. He said we could wait until Friday if I wanted, but I knew the results weren’t going to be what I wanted to see whether today or Friday, so I said “Let’s just get it over with.”
I’ll skip the details. But everything was worse. I started crying. I hate crying. It is so frustrating knowing that something is not right in my body and trying so hard to fix it, and nothing is working. We agreed that I was going to be making an appointment with the naturopath (I needed to return their call) and getting in to be seen sooner than March. Instead of making me do the actual fit test, we decided to just have some fun. That means…LEG DAY (especially because my shoulder still hurts).
We did some squats with the bar that tests your balance, and lunges and leg extensions. I do love leg day. I finished the workout and went home to return the call to the naturopath. I was shocked when they had openings for Thursday, but I was working. The next appointment was Monday. I could do a free consult over the phone but if I needed blood work, then I would have to drive to Madison at some point. So I opted to just go in for the appointment, knowing that I will more than likely get blood work done ASAP.
Jared came home and I told him about the appointment. He decided that he would request off work and we would go to Madison together. He was really excited about getting some really good Chinese food. I had to crush his dream because it would only be day 28. Then I gave him the option, we could be done. He wanted to wait until Monday and then break our whole30 with Chinese food. I was shocked. I couldn’t even imagine jumping from clean food into Chinese food. I don’t know that I have ever had Chinese and felt “well” afterwards, so this would be the ultimate test of my digestion. I was not on board. I was down to be done today.
I had a few errands to run and then I had a chiropractor appointment, specifically for my shoulder. Honestly, my body has been feeling pretty good. The neck pain that is always present has been mostly gone, while my shoulder pain has only gotten worse. I have had a subluxated bicep tendon, and I thought maybe this was that again. I was shocked when my chiropractor said I had a separated shoulder. He adjusted my shoulder and taped it up, telling me to be careful with it and use it as little as possible.
After all that, I looked at Jared and said, “I’m done.” The decision was made. As long as he was on board, I was going off the plan. It’s hard to continue depriving myself of everything when it isn’t helping me achieve my goals. That is a completely natural feeling. He agreed. I think he could tell I was feeling defeated. We bought a nice pizza, some cinnamon bread, and some fudge brownies. We went all the way off the wagon.
I ate the pizza and felt fine. I ate the brownie and thought it was sooooo good, a little rich, but delicious. Shockingly, we felt fine. No major stomach issues. I didn’t even feel a sugar crash, but then again, it is bed time.
Good night.
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