It’s 4:30 in the morning and I’m waiting for the time to pass so that I can go on my last sunrise walk with my friend Andrea this morning.

These past few weeks I’ve been planning for my leave of absence from teaching due to my knee/shin surgery. I’ve been really antsy to get this thing over with so I can finally work out again. I keep seeing instagram photos of people running through the fall foliage and it makes me bitter with jealousy. In fact, if I were somewhere in that photo I would probably be hiding behind a bush ready to hurl a clump of dog poop at said foliage runner just so that I can ruin their picture perfect pleasure.

I know. That’s mean. But it would make me feel better.

I want to run so bad! I can feel my muscles turning into fluff and I can feel the additional fluff fluffing up over my muscle fluff. There is no telling what kind of shape I’m going to be in by the time my recovery is over. Fortunately, I don’t really have much time to sit and think about how fluffy I am. I’ve been planning all kinds of fun lessons for my kids while I’m gone and second guessing whether I should give my sub all of my good material. I mean… it is integral for my self-esteem that my kids miss me while I’m gone.

I’ve also been busy spending time with family. Brent’s parents came in town for Halloween and we had a blast carving pumpkins, roasting marshmallows, and watching movies.

They left on Monday and I still haven’t done any of the chores that needed to be done in order to have a smooth running week. Seeing as how it’s Friday I think we can call this week a success considering.

I went to my family doctor this past week for a sinus infection and ended up talking to her about my concern over my weight in the weeks to come. I had gain five pounds since the last time I had been in and was worried about being sedentary over the holidays. (Holiday Food + Pity Party + Netflix = Muffin Top)

She recommended checking out The Fast Metabolism Diet. At first I was skeptical because it does eliminate some foods PLUS anything with the word diet in it sounds gross, but after reading about it I’m considering it. I will need to be cognizant about what I’m eating. However, I feel like the probability of me actually successfully going on a diet right now is pretty slim.

In fact, I’m pretty sure I will find the most success with the “I’m Too Crippled To Make My Way to the Fridge Diet”. It’s a six week program that involves not bending your leg and supplementing with pain meds.  I’ll let you know how successful it is… who knows, I might even write a book.

Until then, I’m going to walk while I can…

(That’s my way of saying I’ve gotta go or I’ll be late for my sunrise play date.)