Before I started Downsizing, I used to read a bunch of health and fitness blogs to try to stay motivated on my weight loss journey. Many of the bloggers had badges in their sidebar for all of their fitness-related ambassadorships. Even before I had a blog, I was jealous. That Sweat Pink Ambassador badge is cute, I thought. Girls Gone Sporty is such a great name. I want to be Fitfluential when I grow up! I don't know what it was. Maybe it was because being an ambassador sounded fancy. Maybe I wanted to be part of a group of like minded individuals with similar goals. Whatever the reason, when I started Downsizing, I knew I wanted to be a member of all of these groups.
Fast forward to the week of my birthday in February. I had applied to be a Fitfluential Ambassador months ago and was almost certain I wouldn't get it--right up until I did. I think I'm the most excited about this particular honor because I had to work so hard to meet their criteria. This blog has been a labor of love for over a year now. I would keep chronicling my journey here even if no one ever read it, but at the same time, it's kind of nice when someone recognizes how hard you've worked, you know?
But anyway, enough with the blatant bragging. Let's talk about my week according to Fitbit. On Monday I walked 6.31 miles and finished the day with 15,266 steps. I did most of that day's walking at a local park where I stopped repeatedly to take moody pictures of the water. Tuesday was slightly less active at 5.41 miles and 13,166 steps for the day. Yesterday I got in 5.30 miles and 12,899 steps. I was in a mood to sweat hard so I spent 45 minutes on the elliptical, 10 minutes on the treadmill walking slowly at an incline, and then I did a 15 minute workout dvd in my apartment. That brings us to today. Today I walked 5.47 miles for a grand total of 13,328 steps.
For those of you keeping track at home, I'm sure you're wondering why I'm telling you about how much I walked instead of how much I ran. The reason is that my ankle has decided to play a dirty trick on me and start hurting again just when I thought it was finally healed. I made another appointment with another Sports Medicine doctor, but I don't know what's going on. My grandma thinks I might have arthritis in my ankle, which would be a disaster. I googled ankle sprains that won't heal and found a dance article that talked about a lot of ankle injuries that may not show up on an X-Ray, but will show up on an MRI. I'm going to mention it at my appointment and hope for a curable diagnosis that will not end my running career.
If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I ordered my cap and tam for graduation. If you knew me in real life, you would know that this fact has left me wild eyed and panicked at all the uncertainty. Everything is still up in the air at this point. I need every single credit I'm taking this semester to graduate, so until I have passing grades for all my classes, I can't be excited to be done because what if I'm not? I hope this is just me stressing myself out over nothing, but until I have that diploma in my grubby fist, I will not be at peace.