It’s been a minute since I’ve posted here. Time literally got away from me. Wasn’t it just August? Anyway, the end if one year always results in me looking back and ahead. Join me in my look back.
2017 was my PlantFusion New Year that saw me rock my second 5K, increase flexibility training, and come out as a person with Type 2 Diabetes. I added new knives to my kitchen collection and embraced both the Instant Pot and Air Fryer as necessities. I also spent a few months back in physical therapy after a car accident (and hubby was right there with me). Now that the year is about over, I do not regret any of it. Off-plan meals, iffy days, and other things that made up my days were part of what made me. Embracing the good, bad, and ugly experiences of life helps keep me honest. That’s my short and sweet review of 2017. Come on, 2018!
What about you? It’s not too late to end 2017 on a high note and not too soon to make plans for 2018. I’m always around on Facebook and Instagram, so if you want to cheer each other on, give me a shout. I always have your back!
Morning, y’all. Your friendly neighborhood Sherrie is slowly coming out of hiding. Between losing my boy Oz, extended pain flares, and a bit of a spiral, I have slacked off on taking care of myself. Eating like crap (mostly junk) and minimal exercise (stretching enough to make moving easier and walking while shopping) led to increased pain, more fatigue, and losing a little bit of me every day.
Between losing my boy Oz, extended pain flares, and a bit of a spiral, I have slacked off on taking care of myself. Eating like crap (mostly junk) and minimal exercise (stretching enough to make moving easier and walking while shopping) led to increased pain, more fatigue, and losing a little bit of me every day. Although I have realized that my normal means that I will hurt and feel tired more often than not, I started feeling sorry for myself and pictured my future with more pain and less mobility. This sent me down a darker path and binge eating.
What brought me out of it was a combination of things. Well, I’m still in it, but fighting to pull out of it. Physically, I’m getting better (thank you anti-inflammatory foods and support sleeves), but the brain still needs work. Hubs and I joined a gym and are still tweaking our schedule. I’m learning to recognize and listen to my body. I know when I need to switch to a different body part while training, when to start getting my heart rate down, and to start more slowly so that I can get stronger without hurting myself. After a little over an hour yesterday (treadmill and a full-body lifting session), I don’t feel that bad. The BCAAs do make a difference.
I would love to skip supplements and get off all meds, but that is not in the cards for me now and may not be later. And I’m okay with that. I refuse to let anyone shame me for doing what I need to do.
Some days are better than others, but that’s how things are with everyone. I may move more slowly than I used to, but my inner athlete is coming back. And she is badass.
I think that my new nickname should be Human Barometer. It doesn’t matter how good I’m feeling or moving when the changes in barometric pressure are dramatic.
It always starts in my ankles. They feel a little tight, but not tight enough for a support or anything. I’ve I’d been training, I usually chalk it up to that. Then my knees get sore. That makes me check the weather a little more closely. If I see rain in the forecast, I know what is on the way and get out the turmeric and Aleve.
Once my hip and spine stiffen and go from an ache to throbbing pain, it’s on. So much on. Right now I’m typing this in a recliner with my back, neck, and head firmly against the back of the chair, legs raised in a partial recline. It’s the only comfortable position at the moment. My ribs, elbows, wrists, and shoulders are feeling it now, too. Tropical Storm Cindy is not heading my way (be safe, y’all), but I feel it anyway. Rain is coming ad we’ve had some here in Charleston since Sunday night’s thunderstorm.
Weather-related pain flare aside, I will get in some yoga today. It is International Yoga Day after all. I recognize my current limits and have a mix of workouts in my arsenal. I also know that I will always have a dog on my yoga mat if I step away. Flexibility training helps make these bad days easier and make good days better.
Between yoga and walking, I am getting stronger physically. It just doesn’t feel like it on days like this. I’m trying not to fall into the pit that seems to open up whenever a flare is extended. Spoonies, you get me, right?
Happy Wednesday, Happy Solstice, and Happy International Yoga Day! May it be amazing!
This time last Saturday, your friendly neighborhood Sherrie walked her first 5K.
The original plan was to walk/run, but the joints were not having it.
I arrived late and started after everyone was gone. Adele was singing her heart out in my ears and I was near tears myself. But I kept going. Besides, Charleston needed to see me repping for #TeamVegan. I had someone ask about my shirt and plant-based living, which is what I’d hoped.
And this band was my mantra. I was there to compete with the Sherrie from a few months ago. The Sherrie who wouldn’t have pushed the crowd out of her head and just walked.
So, what goals have you set for yourself? I registered for the Shrimp & Grits 5K on January 16 – my first non-virtual event! The 5K is part of the Charleston Marathon series of events that include a marathon, half marathon, 5K, and bike ride benefitting the Youth Endowment for the Arts. I’m so excited! This will not be my last. Are you running, walking, or biking?
My other main goal for 2016 is to become more flexible. My joints and muscles will thank me for it. As for weight and fat loss, food, etc., I like the path I’m on and will keep on it. I’m seeing progress and that’s all I need.
I try to avoid the scale. I know, weight is a measure of health (so they say), and there’s a scale hop required at every doc’s visit and one at the physical therapist’s office. We always had a scale growing up and for some reason were expected to have one. I didn’t have one during my single days and didn’t care, but for some reason just had to have one once the life with hubs, kids, and dogs started. For some reason I felt like we needed one.
I hate the scale in general. It mocks me when I think I look smaller and feel lighter. It jumps out from under the bed and kicks me in the toe. It calls to me when I ignore it for too long, taunting me. Yes, I’m aware it may not happen that way, but it feels like it.
I had the opportunity to move on up to a prettier, less bossy scale and jumped at the chance. The timing was perfect because physical therapy was in full swing and so was my tweaked eating plan. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to add something else new
to the mix, even if it was as intimidating as a scale. The Ozeri WeightMaster Digital Bath Scale with BMI and Weight Differential Detection has a long name, sleek look, and nice features.
The first thing I noticed when I opened the package is how attractive the scale is. This baby is a nice-looking slab of
tempered glass with non-slip pads that are gentle on my hardwood floor. It came with batteries (nice) and clear instructions on
setting up separate profiles for multiple users. The Weight Differential Detection tracks changes from your last weigh in,
and averages of the last three and seven weigh-ins. How cool is that? I like this feature because I can accurately track my
results alone. Granted I had to teach the family to switch between profiles, but that was no biggie – when they paid attention.
The WeightMaster accepts weight up to 400 pounds. I don’t want to need that weight limit, but it’s nice to have that option. It also measures Body Mass Index (BMI), but honestly I try to ignore BMI measures myself because it doesn’t paint a clear picture of health.
I do love the Color Alert Technology which displays a green light for a loss and red light for gain. If I wanted to gain weight, I might find this annoying. But I’m all about gains in health and losses in fat and pants size.
I almost bought a different scale, but am glad the Ozeri WeightMaster fell into my lap. Not only is it accurate (compared to the doc’s scale) and attractive, it’s engineered and manufactured in the USA. More companies need to stay here instead of trying to move out of the country (I’m looking at you, Burger King). Ozeri stands behind their products with a 100% Hassle-Free Satisfaction Guarantee. Pick up the WeightMaster in (black or white) or check out Ozeri’s other scales. I won’t get on the scale more often, but when I do, it will be the WeightMaster.
I received one or more of the products mentioned above for free using Tomoson.com. Regardless, I only recommend products or services I use personally and believe will be good for my readers.
Yes, it’s a new month complete with a new tropical storm (hi, Bertha). Kids are heading back to school, tax-free shopping weekend sales are starting, and the thought of a quiet house between 8 and 3 pm is making parents giddy.
Sorry, kids. Well, no, not really.
To me, the start of a new month is time to reflect on the gains of the previous month and set new targets for the current month. Notice I said gains? It’s my way of focusing on the positive. In July I increased resistance, speed, and strength. I hit a smaller size. I wanted to shop for clothing instead of just grabbing whatever I thought would fit. It sunk in that I need to eat if I’m going to succeed. No more drastic cuts to calorie intake. For August I want to increase my aquatic therapy sessions. I want to wear a certain top and have it look good. I want to improve on July’s fitness targets. See, all positive and also realistic and attainable. It took years to fall apart and it takes time to fully recover, heal, and thrive.
What are your August targets? You can reach them. I’ll be right here, cheering you on.
So, what’s shaking? The same old thing here, but with a little more happy.
If it seems like I’m extra happy right now it’s because I am. I went to physical therapy as usual on Wednesday and was released as a pt client. That means I’ve improved enough that I can start the work on my own. While I plan to stay on as a wellness client (to use that fab Endless Pool), I’m also going to slowly get back to my old activity level. Part of my ramped up activity includes more low impact bodywork, including PiYo.
I’m sure you’ve heard of PiYo by now because it’s the newest Beachbody release from Chalene Johnson – love her! It’s a home version of the PiYo classes offered in clubs all over the place. I need low impact workouts like Pilates and yoga so that I don’t hurt myself or slow my recovery. As much as I love 21-Day Fix, even the modified movements are too much for me right now. I’ll go back to it when I get the all-clear to do so.
There’s no shame in admitting that you need a change and moving on. Never feel ashamed or let anyone tell you that you’re lazy because you recognize your limits and are working around them . Do not ignore them for the sake of proving you’re not lazy. It’s better to work harder and smarter than to go all out when you’re body is unable. Trust me, I fell into that trap and did much more harm than good.
Now back to my regularly scheduled message.
PiYo has a six days on, one off weekly schedule. Because I’m going to listen to my body, my plan is to start with three days of PiYo with one day of aquatic therapy each week. I’ll train for a day and take the following day off. On my rest days, I’ll still get in my usual five to ten minutes of gentle yoga and walking. My eating plan will stay about the same for now with one exception. Gluten has to go, doc’s orders.
So that’s what I’m up to. If you want to know more about PiYo, my eating plan (regular and cheat day), or how I modify fitness and eating plans to suit my needs, give me a shout. I’m on Facebook and all over social media. Just look for Sherrie Thompson or WAHMinSC. I’d love to hear from you.
I am exhausted, in pain, uninspired, and done. At least right now. Weeks of running around almost daily is kicking my butt. I slept past noon and want to go back to bed. I know I have things to do, but I fracking cannot. I don’t have the energy to fake it today. And that’s okay.
Do not forget to take care of yourself. Sometimes that means taking the time for a nap, sleeping in, or anime marathon if and when you need it.
So here I am. Not faking it. Hope you’re having a better day.