First of all I weigh 242. Just 2 pounds over what my lowest has been this year. Which is a good thing. Really good considering all that I did or really all that I didn't do over the later summer and this fall.
The frustration? Something I did at the gym yesterday aggravated my sciatic nerve. To the point where it was shooting fire from my mid left butt cheek down through the back of my leg into my calf. And when I say shooting fire, I mean fire. I couldn't sit very much in the chair last night and laid in bed. Nothing relieved the pain. Well, I should say that Pete tried putting his hand on the junction between my leg & my butt to see if it helped. I proceeded to mash his hand into the junction because the pressure felt good. Then he told me that I was breaking his wrist, so I let go.
Bottom line is that I didn't go to the gym today. Which, it the grand scheme of things isn't horrible. But it's frustrating to think that I can't do it. I mean I probably could go and walk, but it would be painful and I'm afraid of aggravating it further.
I will persist though. That 242 tells me that I'm on the right track and to keep going.