I took on the daunting task of training for the 3 Day for the Cure® hoping that it would be a great way for me to lose weight, get healthy and also fight for an important cause.  I have been preparing.  I have been walking.  I have been trying to learn all that I can so that I can do this successfully.

It’s not been as easy as I thought it would be.

I am overweight, so even walking has been hard.  I am having problems with my knee.  “Dr. Google” makes me think it is likely a ligament pull from doing too much too soon.  But really.  I was sedentary for a very long time.  Anything is proving to be too much.  I’m also having problems with my foot.  I have no idea what that’s all about.  But it hurts.  Bad.

Last night I planned on walking 3 miles and only made it 2.25.  And that 2.25 was very painful.  It is hard to walk when you can’t focus on anything but the pain in your foot.

I think I better make a phone call to my doctor so I can figure out what is going on and what I need to do to fix it.

I feel like I am in a “damned if you do, damned if you don’t” situation.  I can continue to sit and do nothing, remain overweight, and then I wouldn’t have all these new pains to deal with.  How is a fat girl supposed to get skinny when it hurts so bad to move?

It hurts to walk.  It hurts to sit.

I live in a small, rural town outside of San Diego.  Ramona.  I have been having a hard time finding people to even walk with up here.  All of my longer walks I’ve had to do alone and that stinks.  Time goes so much faster when you have friends to chat with.  So I volunteered to be an official Training Walk Leader.  Tonight I am supposed to lead my first ever 5/10 mile training walk.  I’m excited but nervous, too.  Nobody has RSVP’d but that doesn’t mean nobody will show up.  I hope someone comes!  I also hope my foot and knee cooperate so that I can make it.  At 13 weeks till the event, I need to start getting some mileage under my feet.

Now, to top off my feeling sorry for myself post, I had my follow up breast ultrasound yesterday.  Turns out, I’ve got a lump that needs a biopsy.  How’s that for irony?

I am grateful that I am the Energizer® Keep Going® Blogger.  If I hadn’t made the decision to participate in this event, I never would have decided to have the mammogram that found this lump.  I would just appreciate your happy booby thoughts once again that this lump is nothing serious.

In the meantime…I’ll just Keep Going® and hope that my aches and pains resolve themselves somehow.