I don’t know what changed this week – certainly, my diet was the same as last week, but I managed to get in one more gym session, but I missed out on Zumba!
Oh, I don’t know.
As I’ve said plenty of times before, my body does as my body wants, and screw what I do to it.
But that’s -2lbs. What a great start to the Skinny Bunny challenge, YAY!
Usually, when I start challenges, I gain weight or stay the same. I was notorious for doing that at the start of SparkPeople Team Challenges.
So I’m glad I’ve broken that cycle.
I woke up this morning in pain.
Or, rather, I’d been waking up pretty much every 20 minutes or so through the night to turn over or move, because of the amount of pain I was in.
This isn’t weird; it’s been happening since I went to Dr. David about my shoulder, but instead of it going away?
I’ve got another appointment to see him, on Wednesday, because not only is it now pain in my right shoulder, but it’s pain in my right elbow, right wrist, left shoulder and wrist; pains in my shoulderblades and across the back of my neck and, this morning:
Both of my knees.
Having pains in my knees is nothing new. I spend all day at a computer desk because I don’t have a couch yet, but this is something different entirely. This is like…
This is like my muscles don’t want to support me.
This is like I could hardly raise my arms to brush my hair or fasten my bra clasps. I could hardly raise my arms far enough to put my deodorant on (but don’t worry, I managed… barely).
This is having to PUSH myself out of my chair because it feels like the muscles around my knees just aren’t there any more, and my knees are just… agony.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m sitting here trying to drink my Slim•Fast (all out of breakfast cereal :() and the only way I can get the cup to my mouth is to lean my elbow on the desk so I’m not utilising my shoulder muscles?!
Here’s hoping my painkillers kick in soon, because this is insane. I’m gonna tell my Mum about it when she comes to pick me up today, just so she knows, if I randomly call her one day and say, “Mum, I can’t get out of bed,” that it might not be a back attack.
It may well be a full-body attack.