I should have knocked wood after writing the post about my (lack of) health problems. It turns out that I have a herniated disc somewhere in the lumbar region. Family history (dad, sister) of those, plus my symptoms and my weight all suggest a disc. The doctor mentioned my weight a couple of times in talking about it. He was not unkind. In fact, he's nicely marbled himself.
But weight has plenty to do with back problems. The weight is an additional burden on a skeleton not designed to carry heavy loads. I had muscle spasms several times when I was 80 pounds heavier than I am now. They went away as I dropped. This time, the problem felt totally different. Not muscular.
The disc problem appeared Wednesday night. I didn't sleep much that night or Thursday, because I couldn't get comfortable. Thanks to some heavy duty pain and muscle relaxing meds, I've been able to sleep. But the problem hasn't gone away, and I'll probably have to do some physical therapy. The doctor also said not to go to the gym. I actually like the gym. I wonder if the PT will believe that I can (and do) stay on the elliptical for up to an hour.
But I'm trying to look on the bright side. Part of fixing this without surgery is strengthening the core. I could use some help learning how to do that. The real hard part will be losing weight without being able to move much. I don't want to make the injury worse. That would be counterproductive over the long haul.
I'm considering moving to straight calorie counting from WW points. I think I have a handle on eating healthy, for the most part. I want a more accurate measure of what I'm eating. Calories are pretty much a zero-sum game. Since I've been on a plateau for a long time (except this week--see below) , I want to change things up. I learned today that if I'm tired and in pain, a buffet is a bad place for me to go. Heh. I'm over by about 350 calories for the day. It's not going to break me, but I'm not thrilled. I ate kind of mindlessly at lunch. It didn't seem to be that big a lunch, but I hit a lot of high-fat foods. Carnitas. Carrot cake. That kind of thing.
Finally, I didn't weigh in today. This was in part because of my back. It was also (if I'm being honest) that I put on some weight. I expected to this week. It was the week of my anniversary, and we went out to eat and had plenty of cake. But I didn't want to face it, either. Call me a wuss.
That's it. We'll see how the week goes.