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.
Settling in has been a bigger job than anticipated. We decided to paint the dining and living rooms later and hubby has been looking at new colors! I might have to strangle him of he changes on me since it took forever to choose the colors we did. He’s thinking about wainscoting again because he saw one that jumped out at him. Never mind that it doesn’t quite fit with our decor….Men I tell ya!
On the health front, I’ve had good and bad days. I cannot exercise for more than a few minutes and am not allowed to lift more than 10 pounds. Well, I got cocky and moved boxes yesterday. Not because I wanted to prove anything, but because I couldn’t stand looking at or subbing my toes on them anymore. One the bright side I got two more boxes out of here altogether & got my holiday stuff into the attic. On the down side, I hurt. Really hurt. But I don’t want to eat the hurt away. That’s something, right?
I rarely have an appetite these days. I eat because I have to and nothing really has any flavor. I feel a funk coming on and need to shake it.
I’ve gained a few pounds – back to 228. I need to regain control and have been doing a little better every day. I’m journaling offline, writing everything down; setting and reaching daily goals. It’s not starting that hurts me, but staying on track. Since exercise is off the table for the time being, I’ll be counting points full time.
School starts next week and that means healthier food for all of us. More fruits and veggies, more balance, more harmony. It could not come at a better time! DD’s excited about high school & DSS is stoked about being a senior in elementary school. I’m looking forward to the quiet while I work, lol.
Anyway, I’ve missed posting here and will be back in regular fashion soon. I know I’ve said that before; sue me.
Until then, be well.
I don’t have much playtime these days, but that will change somewhat after finals next week.
We closed on the house & have started on the makeover. I’ll share pics soon. We’ve picked our paint colors, have kick butt hardwoods that need just a little love (30+ years under a carpet will keep ’em pretty). DD wants a black carpet and lavender walls – we can do that. DS wants royal blue & an area rug. Hubster & I are going with cafe a lait and a reddish accent wall.
We’re packing and cleaning, all excited and just plain happy. I’m fighting through a flareup from hell. ON Tuesday and Wednesday I repeatedly lost my balance while standing still. Joyous. It’s a sign that I need to go back in for another evaluation. Last time I was told that if things didn’t improve that surgery was my only option.
Oh f*ckity f*ck f*ck.
The family knows I’m having a flareup, but don’t know how bad it is yet. I know I should tell them, but summer is almost over, we’re starting a new chapter of our lives, and I don’t want to deal with the same questions and odd behavior thrown my way right after my diagnosis. What I really want is them happy until things slow down a bit.
If there was a time for comfort food, it’s now. I’ve been pretty good about that this past week. We had coconut cake and I didn’t have more the one slice a day and I didn’t have a slice every day. I made a wicked vegetable stew for dinner the other night and wallowed in it’s almost fat free, decadent, old school goodness. I followed the recipe from the winter 2007 issue of Don’t Eat Off the Sidewalk and added celery and green peas. The dumplings I didn’t like much (never have) so I only had the one (about the size of a half dollar coin).
As much as food could be used to comfort me, I won’t use it that way. I’m going to be on crutches soon enough at this rate – I don’t need to use food as one. Or alcohol. I’m so tempted.
I’m probably going to disappear for a day or two while I complete assignments and get more moving stuff out of the way.
Until next time.
Yay, the first tropical storm to threaten the US is a mere 100 miles away. I’m not worried about it because I’m too busy stressing about the closing on Thursday. It’s just gloomy out at the moment, no rain or wind. The dogs didn’t want to stay outside and that bugs me a little. Maybe they know something I don’t. Or maybe they hate the neighbors.
Day 6 of 8MM went well. I’m looking forward to the day off, but it won’t really be a day off because more cleaning and semi-heavy lifting will be in order. Yep, still packing and cleaning.
Tonight is Anime Night and that usually means a theme dinner. I’m not sure if we’ll do Mexican, Greek, Asian, or something else. Breakfast for dinner always appeals to me. I’m just going to go go with the flow.
Packing, cleaning, cooking, etc. Gah! Hubby’s off today so maybe we can get something done. Maybe.
Here’s to a kick butt weekend!
Got in a 30 minute walk and my 8MM this morning. I can’t believe I went walking so early, but it’s supposed to be hot today and I have a lot to do. It feels good to be on track with food and exercise.
My brother and sister-in-law called last night to invite me to go with them to a Weight Watchers meeting. Yep, after talking to my bro on and off for a couple of years and trying to get him to go with me, he’s joined. She lost 9 pounds and he lost 7. They’re excited and both feel that this will last a lifetime. I’m thrilled for them.
The Emmy nominations just aired. Woohoo Michael C. Hall & Dexter! Woohoo Neil Patrick Harris (Doogie)! Woohoo The Office!
Today’s plans include classwork, cooking (which I didn’t get to do yesterday), cleaning, packing, and torturing the kiddos. We also have a few things Tivo’d to take out before we move, so our weekend entertainment is set. I will happily pack while watching Saw 3.
Whew! It’s hot out and inside today. I’ve been cleaning and packing pretty much since I crawled out of bed this morning. I got in my 8MM and after all this heavy lifting I think I may make tomorrow my day off instead of Sunday. Maybe. I haven’t decided yet.
Food has been ok, but I’ve had to make myself eat because I haven’t been hungry. For dinner tonight we’re having pasta with a garden vegetable sauce and a zucchini, garlic, tomato, and onion saute on the side. I’m going to water saute them and add a little oil just before serving, either a drizzle of olive or flax oil. I’d planned to make either pumpkin or flax muffins too, but it’s too frickin hot! Maybe after the sun sets I’ll go for it.
Where does DS get the frickin energy? He’s making me tired – biking, two basketball games, and now fooling about with his RC car – all in the three hours. Gah!
I may be back later; undecided.
…will consist of final exams, a huge IT Networking project, new house stuff (cleaning, painting, ripping up carpet & finishing hardwood floors, reglazing bathroom tiles, work, school stuff for the kiddos, snuggling with hubster, being knocked over by dogs (as usual), and following the routine that helped me when I started on a weigh loss journey a few years back. This will be my typical weekday routine:
- Get hubster off to work
- 15-20 minute walk with the dogs (well, hobble for me until my knee is back to 100%)
- 8 Minutes in the Morning
- Breakfast and supplements (multi+iron, GLA, CoQ10, joint formula, flaxseed oil, magnesium + calcium, something for pain if needed)
- School & work
- Family stuff – lunch with the kids, torturing them with my ‘uncoolness,’ dinner with my three favorite people
- Afternoon or evening walk or yoga; meditation
On weekends I’ll get to skip the am dog walking cause hubster & the kids take over, and I may not have work, but everything else stays the same.
Program and personal goals
- Start 7/14
- 6-8 pounds down by 8/10 (218-220 the goal weight)
- 190 by 12/31
- 150 pounds
- 45 minute to 1 hour karate or kickboxing class (or video) at least twice a week
I will look at myself the way hubby sees me.
When this 4 weeks is over, I’ll start a new cycle. I can eat what I want; nothing’s forbidden. I will play with my food as always, but will try new things more often. I’ll weigh in weekly, but will stay away from the tape measure for at least 2 weeks.