Gimme SumO

Alright. Here it is, four days after the wreck. I decided I’d better take some pictures of it. Doubt I’ll need it for any legal reasons, but I also never want to have to go through this again, and looking at the pictures will remind me that yes, it did happen and I’ve been given a second chance.

I also got a fresh reminder of the pain, this morning, as I woke up outside of the 8-hour window for my pain meds, and yes, Virginia, there is pain on my left side. Yow. Funny thing is, I hurt behind my right shoulder blade now, likely due to compensating for not using my left shoulder and arm too much.

All things said, though, it could have been so much worse, and I am hopeful that once a couple of weeks to a month passes, I can slowly start building my strength back up. I’m just going to have to listen to my body and keep reading as much research on injury rehabilitation and PT as possible. Sadly, I can’t afford to go to PT myself, so this is something I have to be extra careful with.

So, how’s it look? Warning: Not pretty, my dears. Look at your own risk. (Pictures taken 4 days after wreck.)

              
Glad to be here, dear readers. And wishing you a safe and happy Holiday season. xx

I lost my car, Jill, last night. But I’m here.

I drove down to Columbus to see some friends and to see my friend Marie’s senior exhibit (along with some other of my art peers’). It was so good to see that everyone did so well with their work! And I am very proud of them all. I was so happy to see all my old fellow classmates, and even the illustrious Matt Ballard was there. What a fun night!

On my way home, roughly at mile marker 33, on I-85, between Hogansville and Newnan, a semi-truck ran me off the road. :-/ I was in the left lane, and he slowly swung over to where I was. I was already halfway between the head of the truck and the tail. I could have tried to speed up or slam on my breaks. Either way, I am pretty sure, there would have been a collision. I just couldn’t take the risk of bringing other people’s lives at risk. So I went into what little shoulder there was. I probably should have just hit the orange barrel (construction barrel. Sheesh. *sigh*) but instinct told me to avoid it. So I had to go into the island. Either a natural mound or one built up for whatever reason was there, and Jill pulled a Dukes of Hazard, except it also made the car flip several times.

No, I didn’t scream. No time, but to brace myself and grip tightly to the steering wheel, which I did. The car ended upside down, with the roof sunk into the mud (thank goodness for mud!!!) and me hanging upside down with my hands still in a death-grip on my steering wheel. I don’t think the semi even knew what happened. He didn’t know I was there, and he didn’t stop after I ran off the road.

Several people came to my aid. Each and every one of them is an angel to me. I can’t believe I made it out alive, and get this: no broken bones or major contusions. I have cuts on my left side, from my arm up to my ear, and I feel like I went up against the Yokozuna with my shoulder (LOL)… I did go to the emergency room.. That’ll be another story.

But the long and short of it is that I will be okay. Jill’s gone. And I didn’t find my cellphone. Oh, and the laptop works. *patpats laptop* If you need to reach me, please PM me and I’ll send you my home phone number.

I’m so thankful to be here among you all. I am thinking this means I’m not going to go to LA in January for the sumo tournament… but that’s okay. I have to get healed up and then I’ll be back for more.

So, after a week and a half of missing my weight training workouts… (Cry!!) I expected to be up 5 lbs, and having to kick back into gear. I went to a mini-convention at my alma mater, the weekend before Thanksgiving, then promptly got sick. I nipped the cold in the bud, in time for Thanksgiving… but my gym was closed for the holiday weekend. So one and a half week of… EEK! Off schedule. Eating-wise, as well, since I didn’t bring everything I needed, going out of town that weekend. And I didn’t feel like tracking things while sick, and then, of course… Thanksgiving cheats galore.

So expecting to be 5 lbs over is pretty safe. Actually, I was ready to face 5+ lbs when getting on the scale this morning.

But what did I see? 249! I was shocked to say the least. I just hope I didn’t trade in some muscle for fat. I guess I’ll find out next time I take measurements. What’s done is done, though. Time to get back on track and kick my butt into gear.

So, I hope everyone had a lovely Thanksgiving holiday. I did.

I also had to face some personal faults of mine last night. Sometimes, throwing in the towel isn’t even enough. Sometimes you throw it in, and you have to burn it down to the ground. I think that’s what choice I’m left with. The act of being stubborn can be very helpful in the gym or in your sport, but when it comes to matters of the heart, stubborness does not work well, when everything else tells you it’s time to move on. Alright, then. I give up.

So. Time to re-focus on my health. This pause in my weightloss regime needs to be set into play mode again. And I’ve just about had it with my unrealistic goals. LOL I think I’ll just set goals that are a bit more beneficial to me, like eating clean 6 out of 7 days (or even 7 out of 7! Bonus~) and making sure I get in all my workouts, each week.

I am going to a four-day split, and back on with my cardio tonight at the class up at church. There’s a chance it might not be going on tonight, but I’m going to show up for it, just in case.

Wishing you all well, dear readers.

xx

-K