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Unkind week, kind results

Picture it: South Carolina, Monday morning after Easter.

The alarm went off early. My gym bag waited at the door, and I was looking forward to starting Workout 3A of this new program I was doing. Instead, I awoke to this weird feeling. Honestly, my first thought was, "Holy cow, did I overdo it yesterday! No, wait, I really didn't, but ooooog it feels like I did." Within 5 minutes, I was absolutely sick as a dog. My first thought after that was, "Oh God, please don't let it be food poisoning!" (Especially since I had cooked Easter dinner!)

Nope, not that ..... a stomach virus. A wicked, vicious, vile, awful, stomach virus. I didn't know it then but by a couple of hours later, I surely did. And the only upside to the whole event was that I lost 5+ pounds easy. I didn't even have a point of reference (since I hadn't weighed in at work on Saturday), but I knew it was a substantial amount.

I wanted to lose, but not quite like that!

Then on Wednesday, I was leaning over to pet my dog and OUCHIE!!!! My back pulled in the same place it had the week before..... but this time it seemed so much worse! It was so bad that my supervisor sent me home at noon. I called my chiropractor -- God bless him, he worked me in on his lunch hour, and promptly stated that I had never before shown the problem areas he was seeing in me that day.

Here I am 3 days removed, and the back/hips are still very tender. I haven't had this sort of back trouble in forever -- probably not since high school. I went for a walk tonight and felt it every step of the way -- but in fairness, I had not iced my back at all during the day......

But the kindness of people all week long has been my take-away from this -- not the weight loss, not the back pain, but the wonderful giving spirit of people. That has gotten me through the rougher parts of this week.

So while it may not help your actual weight-loss/health journey, take time to be kind. If nothing else, your heart will certainly feel lighter!

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