Category: Plan C

I was pretty worried I wouldn’t even be able to start this round of delardification given the treats I’d allowed myself while away and over the long weekend. However, yesterday was a day totally free of wheat/potato/corn/rice. And it didn’t feel like something was particularly missing.

Fitness is going to be interesting because this hernia and fitness makes no sense. Dead bugs (an ab exercise) and yoga triangle pose are right out. They make me feel like John Hurt in Alien.

However under wet conditions, I rode the bike into work and that does not feel any different than simply standing around.

I really never wanted more for a surgeon to call me to come in for an appointment.

Might as well borrow from Henry V: “Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more.”

Plan C is Plan B (i.e. removing the 4 Horsemen of the Lard Apocalypse, specifically wheat, corn, potato and rice) but with a twist. A hernia! Actually if this hernia twists any more I’ll be in real trouble.

Also Plan C is three weeks long, not 12 days.

On the weekend I did a yoga class and something I did really inflamed the area. Since I was wearing the belt and it was a straightforward yoga class, I’m perplexed. I saw my doctor on Friday and he’s referring me to a surgeon. I’m going to call in and ask for a bit more urgency on that. I’d rather have his choice of a surgeon than risk being chopped up by the emergency on call surgeon.

Exactly how this is going to play out will be interesting.