This week at work was a series of company meetings which included much food on Wednesday night, plus a lunch on Friday. It never fails that Friday is a pizza day. It never fails that I eat more than I should. I am not going to beat myself up for it. It happens. I can at least take consolation in the fact that I got out and walked a lot this week.
I’m not the most active person, but I’m working on that. I have managed to pick up between 6000 and 8000 steps a day up to yesterday. Today, I’m not getting many steps, but I’m also not interested in continuing to hurt my feet. I’m still having issues with the pain I’ve had for the past 11 months. It’s ridiculous that I haven’t found a resolution to this issue and it’s been almost a year. I’ve seen two specialists, paid a lot of money for things I don’t use (“night splints”, boots) and shots that hurt like blue blazes but that have had minimal good. The feet are better, I won’t lie, but they’re not 100% and after going out for walks (.75 mile, 18 minutes or so), I can come in and my feet feel like they’ve swollen up three times their normal size. I have been dealing with it because I’m not willing to go to the doctor again to hear “there’s nothing wrong with you. It will go away on its own.” I’m just sucking up the pain and moving on through it. I keep hoping eventually it will go away.
I’m finished with school for the semester, so I’m going to work on improving my fitness. I have a couple of really supportive friends who want to help me. It’s really nice to have people who are interested, who ask you every so often, “how’s it going?” It’s nice to have someone who cares about what you’re doing.