Sunday's race day! I'm super excited and just a tinge nervous. I ran 5k again last night, so I know I can complete the race. We even ran up and down a pretty steep hill, twice. So I definitely have confidence that I will finish. I'm just picturing myself placing last. I'm not the fastest runner, and I just hope that walkers don't pass me. But seriously, have you seen some of those speed walkers? They're freakishly fast! Tomorrow's our last run before the race and we're moving up to 8:1 intervals. New intervals always make me nervous, but I know I'll do fine. I just like to build myself up into a lather before trying something new. It works out to be very anti-climactic in the end, so I don't know why I bother!
I just finished binging big time. I wonder if you can call eating an entire head of iceberg lettuce a binge. Since I'm allowed to eat it until I'm full, I guess I didn't do anything too wrong. It's gotta be better than eating a bag of chips...which I'm not gonna lie, I really wanted to do instead. But I chose the lettuce (mainly for the crunch), and I'll be better for it in the long run. It was just one of those nights when I wanted to keep eating even after I finished my dinner. Iceberg lettuce gone, crisis averted.
I had a moment of nostalgia today. I was driving out to Peterborough to see a client and I had a few minutes to spare, so I stopped into Dr. Poon's new Pickering clinic. It was really so I could buy some Chocolite bars, 'cos I was hankering for a sweet. I saw Dr. Stephen in the parking lot heading out for lunch and I truly missed the man. True we have not always seen eye to eye, but absolutely everything he's ever said to me has stayed with me. I know that he was supporting me the best way he knew how. And it's not until you're without something in your life that you really begin to miss it.
Before I even knew what I was doing, I went into the clinic and made an appointment for the next time I will be driving out to Peterborough. I'm sooooooooooo excited to be back. Not only is the clinic beautiful, but I always liked the regular visits with Dr. Stephen because it made everything official. And I really want the certificate when I reach my goal. I've seen a picture of someone else's and it's a nice looking piece of paper!
I haven't been to the clinic since it was at the old location. February 3rd was my last appointment with Dr. Stephen. That was 19 pounds ago. I have followed the diet on my own and been successful, but I miss the whole Dr. Poon vibe I get by going to the clinic. Also, although I love Dr. Pitt, he knows very little about Dr. Poon's diet and I'm constantly explaining it to him. I suggested he purchase the book! I think it's better for me to be monitored by doctors who are knowledgeable about this diet. I'm glad that I swung by and got an appointment for May 10th. Unfortunately Dr. Stephen will be on vacation, but I'll get to see him in a month and I'm looking forward to it!
While I was in the clinic store purchasing my Chocolite bars, a lovely young woman said my name. I look up and she says, "You're from Facebook. I read your blog". She went on to tell me that she enjoyed my blog and thought I had a lot of guts to do it. She also wished me well in my race on Sunday. It was a huge shock to be recognized. I was so humbled by her kind words, that in all my nervousness, I forgot to ask her what her name is. If you read this post, please message me so I can also acknowledge who you are and thank you for completely making my day. The support I get from everyone in my life, whether it be via the web world, or my real life, is not lost on me. I appreciate each and every kind word, message, comment and only hope that I am supporting others in much the same way. Thanks once again to all for reading!
I run, I strength train, I practice yoga, I cycle, I eat clean and I enjoy wine time. I underwent brachioplasty (upper arm lift) and upper, outer thigh liposuction on 22/09/15. Lover of humor; the good, the bad and the dirty kind. Was able to finally get my weight under control and I'm half my size from my highest weight. In my 3rd year of maintenance. First Nation Canadian. My son is my heart. This is my life in selfies...