...not just food, but life in general. Let me start with the beginning of the weekend. Friday wasn't the greatest with the eating. But I got up Saturday and vowed it would be a good day. It was for the most part. I got in my 2nd workout of the couch to 5K and it felt good. I did good and I was proud. Saturday night we met Cee Cee to give DS to her for the week. We met her at Ruby Tuesday's and by the time we got there I was STARVED!!! That was my fault. So when I looked at the menu, I saw the Turkey Burger and I thought GREAT--a healthy choice burger. So I got the mini turkey burgers with the salad bar. They were good, the salad bar was good too. Did I mention the burgers came with fries? And I ate them. ALL of them. I was so hungry I didn't care. This morning I look up the points for the turkey burger--the minis aren't listed but the turkey burger is 19.5 points! WOWZA!!! So I gave myself 10 points for the mini burgers. Ouch!!!
Today (Sunday) started off GREAT. I did the last workout in week 1 of Ct5K. It was hard. Note to self: Don't do 2 workouts 2 days in a row. OUCH!!! I ate a healthy breakfast, a good lunch and then went shopping for a little bit this afternoon. All sounds good, right?
Here's where my world crashes down...Well as I am leaving Wal-Mart I get a phone call. My sister...no big deal, I talk to her all the time. No...she had bad news...my brother (Matthew, age 22) had been in a motorcycle accident. At that time, we knew NOTHING. We didn't know if he had his helmet on (he almost always does, but I figure this would be the one time he didn't), we didn't know if he had been life flighted, we didn't know anything! Waiting is the WORST!!! I swear I had to have earned some activity points tonight b/c of all the pacing I have been doing. So I get home and I am on the phone constantly. I break down in front of DH (who is NOT the most empathetic person in the world) and then just stay on the phone. My whole family is in Evansville or headed there while I am 3 hours from E'ville. UGH!!!! So little by little I find out things...he DID have his helmet on (HALLELUJAH, PRAISE GOD!!!), he hit a telephone pole, was thrown from the bike--all of this while trying to pop a wheelie. IDIOT!! He is going to be okay, thank the good lord, but he has a broken collar bone, bruised lungs and a severe concussion. He will spend tonight in the ICU and they will observe him throughout tomorrow at least, maybe longer. They thought he had a broken hip, but all the scans came up clear. The doctor told him and my family that if he didn't have that helmet on, we would have been planning a funeral. I am so relieved he is going to be okay, but he is going to be sore for a long while. I told my mom to tell him the next time she went back (only 3 people at a time and NO cell phones allowed) to tell him I love him and that I'm glad he's okay, but to enjoy the next few weeks b/c when I see him on August 10, I'm going to kill him! :) Maybe this will teach him a lesson. The bike, we think, is totaled. I am thrilled for that and am really hoping he won't get another one!!!
So how did I handle all of this stress and crying? Ice cream. A blizzard to be exact. I left here and went and got one. I made dinner--it took me 2 hours to do, but I did and it was sooo good. Creamy Lasagna (will post the recipe later, I'm tired) salad, and "fried" zucchini. It was all delicious. But I had to have the ice cream. See--this is why it's so hard to stay OP in the summer--ice cream! You want it, everyone has it and it's sooo good on a nice summer evening. But oh well. Tomorrow I move on and I will do better. I am just so relieved my brother is going to be okay.
Until tomorrow....Have a great Sunday night and a great OP Monday. I'm off to get some much needed sleep. :0)