As my bruising fades, I find the old Mariah with bad habits fade away as well. I’m still having many limits on what I can do because of my foot, however I’m not on crutches any more. I get around better but still am not able to wear a dress shoe, I can get my tennis on but have to remove the laces. Putting on my ankle brace is second nature and I think I might be able to do it in my sleep. I'm not where I want to be, but I'm getting closer everyday. I've been working hard on ankle rehab and can notice improvements. No matter how small, celebrate each and every one and it makes me smile.
I had a moment yesterday that really moved me. I was on my way to work and due to various reasons, didn’t have breakfast packed to eat when I got to work. This means pick up breakfast on the way to work or get it from the café at work. The conversation with myself went like this:
Bad Choice Mariah: You know what would taste FANTASTIC, iced coffee and an Egg McMuffin from McDonald’s.
Good Choice Mariah: A ham and light on the cheese, egg white omelet that Q makes me at the work café taste just as good.
Bad Choice Mariah: But I deserve this, it’s been a hard week, I deserve coffee and drive thru, it will be easier on my foot. It’s not so bad, I would taste so good, I know you love iced coffee, I can get skim. It’s only one meal, you’ll do better tmrw.
Good Choice Mariah: I deserve and am worthy of good food choices, remember it’s one choice at a time, make the right choice for the right reason, why wait to start getting back into healthy, do it now.
Bad Choice Mariah: Good Bye McDonald’s, I LOVE YOU
Good Choice Mariah: Hello Unstoppable Mariah, I’ve missed you.
I got to work and was surprisingly rewarded. Heather and Kim walked in, normally they work in another building but they had a meeting at my location. I was so darn excited to see them and it renewed my energy. I think it was God’s way of showing me I’ll be rewarded for making good choices in ways other than weight loss. If I had gone to McDonald’s I probably wouldn’t have run into them.
I’m a bit nervous about camping this weekend and how I’ll manage with my brace and not getting it way dirty. I know it’s important to wear it, but I also want to play in the dirt and have fun. I don’t want to sit out on the sidelines. When I look back at my life, I sadly remember how many times I sat on the sidelines. Watched the fun happened because I was to “big” to participate. I think about the fun I missed, I think about how much LIFE I missed out on. I won’t sit on the sidelines anymore, rather I’ll figure out a way to minimize my limitations.
Unstoppable “Good Choices” Mariah