Wordless Wednesday

There's a + sign?!

You thought it meant I was pregnant didn't ya?! Not quite.

There is a + sign to being stuck on crutches, stuck on the couch and having limited movement. I don't know how I did it b/c I stood next to the scale for a good 10 minutes before I got the courage to put even a fraction of my weight on my right foot to get my left one onto the scale. Probably because it's Wednesday and today was my Weight Watches meeting that I couldn't attend because I didn't go to work today. But I got on the scale and I'm down 3.5 lbs from my weight last Wednesday. I think I have eaten maybe 2 meals a day since I hurt myself. I have to ask Brian to make me something, bring it to me and pick up after me and that's just annoying. I know he does it and doesn't even complain but I think laying here and concentrating on the pain makes me nauceous and just not as hungry. So as mad as I am that I will work less than 20 hours this week and the fact that I will probably be on crutches for the next 2-3 weeks means something good came out of this injury. I know, I'm ridiculous right?

 I'm tired, so very tired. I feel like I haven't slept in 4 days. I did get about 4 hours last night and took a mid-afternoon nap with Brian. whooooooo! The most I've gotten since Saturday night. I don't think my foot is getting better I'm just starting to cope with it better. I do have an appt tomorrow and I'm hoping they can tell me what is wrong, fix it or at least give me something to stop the pain.

Oh and boy did I forget how much being on crutches suckssssss. Probably because I'm too heavy so it's a strain to have all my weight on one foot and I didn't realize until I went to work yesterday how much of a daunting task it was to hobble my way to my desk. I swear it took me 3x longer than normal.

But Brian has been great. Getting me food, ice packs, food and driving me to and from work. He's been a sweetheart and makes sure I'm tucked in and my foot is proped up. He's cute and I love him.  Oh and he's helping me make double chocolate cupcakes and the timer just went off. So I'm off to go help him.. hopefully we will decorate them tonight!

Ouch!

I'm not exactly sure what happened but I'm in pain. It started after the race and it's had me immobile for the past three days. I'm hoping to get an appt tomorrow, I'm on the wait list. But if not, crutches it is for probably the next 2-3 weeks. Lucky me, the real bummer = no half-marathon for me in 6 weeks :(

5 MILES!

I completed my first 5 mile race, in 1:16:42. That's an average of a 15 minute/mile! I was #758 out of the 824 that finished! It was long, and very hilly. It was through the apple orchards, strawberry fields and pumpkins! It was a beuatiful view but my feet HURT! I've never done 5 miles before. Emily, Brian's cousin jog/walked it with me. She was the reason I probably finished, so Thanks again Emily!  I'm defintely getting way more nervous for the half-marathon. Only 6 weeks and 1 day away!

What a surprise

So I started talking to my dad's mom again. She is sort of behind the reason why I didn't talk to my dad from the age of 16-18 so... it's sort of a big deal. She has a big heart, has had lots of health problems in the past few years and well I have a lot I want to learn from her. I went to see her a few weeks ago and she mentioned something to me. I'm the oldest grandchild.. Well not her oldest grandchild but the oldest of her and my grandfather. Well there is a funny story to that too. I thought growing up he was my step-grandpa. He died on September 10th, 2001. He also had a lot of health issues. My dad was 39 when my grandpa passed away. My dad has basically mirror image health issues as my grandpa and his size matched. So my dad's significant other convinced him to have a DNA test done. To get you some more back story. My Grandma was married and my grandpa were married when they met. They ended up splitting with their ex's and got married and blended their families. Well when the DNA test came to light we were all a little shocked... it was his real dad. He never called him "dad". Well I am sure he did but no one except a few people even knew. So those who are my grandma and her first husbands grandkids are only my half cousins. I am the oldest Knoll/Hoppe grandchild and I get passed on her wedding rings. I guess it's because my dad's mom is a lot older than my mom's, it just is getting a little bit more real that I will be getting things passed on to me... ME. I'm somebody! Not that I didn't feel like I was, but it was something those two shared even if their marriage was strange to some. I get to keep something to pass on to MY children someday. It made me feel important, cherished and a part of something.

That's all for now.

Wordless Wednesday

Day 30

Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.

Dear Rebecca, Becky, Becca, B, Baby, Honey... oh you know. Y-O-U!

Be proud of who you have become. You are strong, smart, loving, caring, easy going, loud, funny, and while obnoxious at times you know people can count on you for a hand to hold, a good laugh and always a pat on the back. Or at least I like to think so. You let them know when you don't think the same way as them, when they look fat in something and when you think your two cents should be heard. When you set your mind to something you almost always achieve it, some things just might take longer than others. You love hard and play harder. I give you credit for being honest with yourself and those who are around you. You recognize when you are in a bad mood and try to correct it[this most defintely applies when I am at work] You got your AA degree on your own and busted your butt, and will paying for it. But you did it all on your own. It's okay to not have to be done up all the time, wearing yoga pants to the grocery store is OK but just remember not to let the gas tank get too low that Brian has to come to your rescue again. [You know he has done it one to many times] Stay positive and keep your head up. Things could always be worse. Keep goals in sight but still have a few that make you reach for the stars. Remember that money is just that.. money and it doesn't buy you everything.