Numbers

Well, I'm here, and I'm posting, so that means I survived my first day of boot camp. Sure, I thought I was going to vomit all the way home, but overall I suppose it wasn't too bad. I did have a LOT of modifications made because of course my stupid knee injury started to act up. This meant I couldn't do a lot of the deep squats or anything involving jumping or kneeling because it would just hurt really bad.

When I was working at the hotel, one of the things I had to do was take the big coffee urn to the kitchen every morning to dump it out and get fresh coffee. I had to cross the large, marble-floored foyer to do this. Well, one day one of the housekeepers was mopping and she hadn't moved her sign. Because of this, I didn't realize she had just done the area where I was about to walk, so sure enough, as soon as my foot hit that wet, marble floor, down I went. I ended up landing in a kneeling position, like I was about to propose, with all my weight coming down on my right knee. It hurt pretty bad, but I'm clumsy and fall a lot so I didn't think anything of it. I was mostly proud that I didn't spill that stupid coffee all over the place!

By the end of the day I was really stiff, and the next day I could barely walk, so I had to fill out some workman comp forms and get x-rays. I had physical therapy for about a month after and I really did think it was better. The problem was that this happened at a very inactive time in my life. As soon as I started running, after the boy was born, the pain came right back in the same place, so I'm pretty sure it's the same injury.

Crud.

So now, I have a knee brace and I have to baby it, at least until the other muscles in my legs get strong enough to support it on their own. Lame. It's really hard for me to deal with because most of my strength has traditionally been in my legs and now I'm struggling with those exercises.

But, I went, and I made it through today without puking, which can only be a good thing. Yay me!

I got a lot of emails from people saying I was brave for posting my weight. The way I see it, it is what it is. It sucks, but it's part of who I am. I mean, it's not like you can't look at a photo of me and be able to tell that I'm heavy. That number is just another bit of Miss M trivia, like my age or my height. Crappy, but it is what it is.

You know what sucks even more than getting weighed in front of other people? Having someone take your measurements. THAT RIGHT THERE is downright humiliating, because you have a stranger touching your cheese gut and there are a LOT more big numbers involved. Lame. For the sake of posterity, here are my numbers at the start of boot camp:

Height - 5'4"

Weight - 196lbs

BMI - 33.6

Right bicep - 13.5

Right thigh - 26.75 (isn't that how big waists are supposed to be???)

Waist - 42

Chest - 43.5

Hips - 46.5

In trying to be positive, I can say that at least I don't have a "bootydo" which is where your belly sticks out further than your booty do. Other than that - yikes. I'll post the differences at the end of boot camp and we'll see how I've come along.

I've also started logging my calories on the Lose It! app for my iPhone. They also have a web based site that links to it which is pretty cool. You don't need one to use the other. It has a lot of foods in there (I hate on some calorie counter sites where you have to enter EVERYTHING manually it seems!) and if you do have to add something, it's pretty easy. Oh, and it's free. I'm cheap, so I like free. :) If you're on there you should totally add me as a friend!