Forgive me, dear readers, because the plan has shit the bed this week.
Meals are still on target and will remain that way until I go home Thursday for my grandfather’s wake and funeral.
Exercise has been knocked down to walking and stretching only–no matter what!–until my back no longer feels like it’s trying to twist my upper body into knots and pull it back into the ground.
The coffee a day habit may need to be increased. I’m on around the clock tablets of cyclobenzaprine which make me sleepy and foggy. The only semi-cure that makes me halfway comprehensible is coffee–of the Starbucks variety. I don’t mind. The cyclobenzaprine–Flexeril, a muscle relaxant–is actually working. My pain levels have dropped from a 7 yesterday to a 5 today. If this continues, with any luck, I’ll be running and spinning by Monday. *fingers crossed*
In the meantime…