A couple weeks ago, when I first discovered I didn’t sprain my ankle but actually broke it, I mentioned one of the things I was most nervous about was that I couldn’t really weigh myself. Especially since I was going to be working from home for a week and basically stuck on the couch for the majority of hours in the day.
But then, as I adapted to my new routine with a cast, I realized maybe I was worried over nothing:
So last Sunday morning, I was getting dressed and I realized that I might actually be able to figure out the logistics of weighing in with my cast after all. Because that’s what I was most worried about — it wasn’t the weight of the cast itself, but it was trying to figure out how to stand and balance on my scale while still having all weight accounted for but without relying on a chair which may cause a distribution of the weight that wouldn’t be accurate.
I managed to figure it out and — surprise! — even with the cast on, I weighed four pounds less than I did pre-injury. Then I weighed myself again yesterday and I was down another pound. I’m now at 263.6, which is slightly less than my last weigh in post.
Definitely did not see either of those coming. Maybe I was on to something with the Broken Ankle Diet.
I bought these before my ankle and was sad I wouldn’t be able to use them but now I can! YAY!
When I bought the Passion Planner a couple of weeks ago, I specifically did it to use as a tool to hopefully help me get back on track with healthy habits and weight loss and apparently it’s working, even with the ankle issues.
Love from the ashes,