What Are You Going To Be Next Halloween?

This is the question that plays out in my household every year, immediately following Halloween. And every year the answer is always the same. “I will lose weight and wear something really cute and sexy”. And the following year, in October, I resign myself to knowing that it did not happen.

Last year I purchased a costume called the “Sexy Devil”. Plus Size. 

However, when you put a 5 foot, 200+ pound body into anything, it’s 

not a sexy as you might think it is. 

 

The year before, I was Repunzel.

To avoid detection, this year I stayed mostly in my tower

 

Or behind trees.

Yes, a large part of that was my hair. Which I also hid behind. 

The year before, I was a hippy. VERY hippy, LOL.

This morning as I was walking to my car, my hubby asked, 

“So, what are you going to be for Halloween?” 

I smiled as I replied, “Thinner”. 

My Heart Skips A Beat

So, I went out for my first run since being grounded. I ran for 3 minutes and it actually felt wonderful. Then I walked for 2 minutes and started my second run. As soon as I started, the pain in my ankle returned. I called the Doctors office and made a follow-up appointment. To discuss, my ankle.

I showed up and explained the pain to the intake nurse as she took my vitals. She listened politely then left and returned with an EKG machine. !? And the Doctor, who asked me to remove my shirt. I explained that I was here for my ankle. And he explained that I was now there to discuss my heart rate being 40 and irregular. Ok. 

So the good news is, I am not having a heart attack. The bad news is, I have to wear a heart monitor for the next month to try and figure out what is going on.