Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Today's awesome day!

Hello girls!

Thank you all for you lovely comments. It really means something to me! And my complaining doesn't bother you so i will keep on doing it ;b

But first, my daily calorie intake: 1 "potabio aux potimarron" (too lazy to translate, but it's like organic pumpkin soup in powder that you mix with water) : 45cal
I know I said I wouldn't eat anything today, but I always eat a tinny thing in the morning to get my body going.

So, now, recap of my not-so-eventful day. 

As I told you before, my foot hurts. But why Doctor? Fifth metatarsal stress fracture...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!! nope...he needs x-rays to be 100% sure and I need crutches for 4 to 8 weeks. (no running for 3 monthes at least)
Problem: don't have money or social insurance.   
So no x-rays and crutches then. But I can't spend 1 month lying in a bed, waiting for my foot to heal. So I have no choice but to use it. The doctor told me I was kinda crazy, and that if I don't let it heal, it's going to become a complete break. And I'll might need surgery.
That man just know the words to make my life so much better.
I give it 'till Monday of light walking, but then I need to go to classes, meaning  a minimum of 11km everyday.
It doesn't hurt that much anyway, just the 10 first minutes, after that, you know what they; "too much pain, kills the pain...!" (stupid thing french people say, just replace pain by anything you want)

Now that my foot chronicles are over(for now), what did I do today?

  • weighted myself, drank, weighted myself, peed, weighted myself, drank, weighted myself... all day long.
  • weighted the cat (11 pounds!!!)
  • weighted the rats (0.5 pound for W. and 1 pound for L.)
  • read and commented blogs.
  • cleaned the whole flat.
  • read stargate fanfictions
  • watched the lastest episode of How I met your mother
  • watched an episode of the simpsons
  • played with the cat
  • tried on all of my clothes
  • ...
It was suposed to be bed rest, but I just can't stay still for a long time. I don't know how I will survive untill monday!

And of course, I thought about my weight, my goal...

I have 53 days left before moving out of my flat, and before summer break. I want to lose about 20 pounds by then.
20/53*7= 2.64  
2.64*3500= 9245
9245/7= 1320
So losing 20 pounds in 53 days means losing 2.64 per week, meaning a deficit of 1320cal per day.

So either I won't reach it, or I will die! And  exercice=broken foot, so... maybe 10 pounds in 53 days is good too ^^.

Good night !!!


  1. I am so sorry that it is so complicated with your foot. Doctors suck, quite honestly. They just make things more difficult.

    And you sound absolutely like me with the weighting. Given the chance I would probably live on the scale.

  2. I know the feeling about weighing in as much as possible. I am so sorry about the foot! I am addicted to movement so I don't know what I would do in that situation! I would go crazy!!

  3. Sorry to hear about your foot. You can't buy cruches on ebay or something? I believe you can do it. Just do crunches and uhh have sex. Sex burns calories. I tried to think of other exercises but you really use your foot for a lot of exercises. So stick with sex and you will burn calories haha.
    Hope you figure something out.

  4. No running for 3 months?! That sucks..

    What can I do about my red stretchmarks? I thought my body was screwed already..

  5. I don't even have a scale that can handle food..

    It's like my life is really good and the only thing that makes me sad is my weight. I know I have to do it this way or else I wont do it at all. I've tried.

  6. this totally sucks. i agree with Silhouette, try to find some cheap used crutches somehow? and i've broken my leg before and walking with crutches MUST burn more calories than walking normally, so that'll be a plus if you can swing it.

    stay strong girl!

  7. Thanks for the comment! Yes I'm italian :) I love your blog, the pictures are so inspiring!
    I'm sorry for your foot! Hope get better as soon as possible! Kiss