This past week didn't go to well. First thing, I got sick Jan. 31, snowed in Feb. 1 and I finally worked out Feb. 2, Feb. 3 and Feb. 6. My workouts are getting better each day.
On Feb. 5, after my workout, I headed home to get ready for work. The roads were fine on the way home, but between getting ready for work and leaving, they got bad so I took my time getting to work ... but I didn't make it to work.
There is a bad curve in Castalia by Pat's Tavern, a local bar. I was going about 30-35 mph when I hit a ice patch covered by snow and I started to lose control of my truck.
As I was trying to get out of the skid, a car was coming in the other lane, so I decided to try and force my truck to the opposite side into an open field. That worked, but somehow I gained speed and went off the road and took out a telephone pole, which totaled my truck.
I was unharmed due to two very nice ladies who helped me. Now I have to look for a new car, which in a way is cool, but on the other hand not so much.
Besides that, my workouts are going great; everybody is 100 percent behind me, especially my parents who keep me in line if I fall out of place with my dieting, and I love them for that.