Saturday, December 01, 2012
I crowed the other day in this space about weighing less than my brother. The scale gods didn't take kindly to the bragging, and have nailed me with a sharp climb in the digital readout. Now, it could be sodium weight, or it might be cookies and Doritos and barbecue and beer weight. Probably the latter.
Feeling the teensiest sorry for myself, what with the (literal) pain in the neck, I hit the grocery store yesterday before having eaten dinner. Snackages happened. And later, at night, snackaging occurred. And today, a night out with friends. There will be more of those over the next two weeks as I prepare to leave a place I've called home the past 9 years.
So, I'm OK with a moderate increase in short term weight. If it turns out to be real, that is. And if not, I'm down with that, too. I'll get back to the gym when it stops hurting to yawn, hopefully with enough days left to get that ugly t shirt.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Of course, these are all self-diagnoses, but I'm pretty well convinced that I did not get concussed Wednesday, but instead seem to have suffered a bit of whiplash. There was a headache that went and came in a desultory fashion, but it was of the sort that could be explained by the fact that the right sternoclaidomastoid was feeling a bit puffy and sore, and the upper trapezius over there was sore, too. The left side counterparts weren't as bad off but make their presence felt when I sneeze or yawn.
And yes, I had to look up the sternoclaidomastoid, couldn't recall what that was extending down from below the ear and flanking the throat. Although, with this slight swelling, I'm guessing it's more than just the muscle involved.
And yes, I am awake at 3:30 am, but in my defense, I was asleep for about 4 hours prior to waking and being unable to fall back asleep. My usually comfortable memory foam pillows aren't quite up to the challenge of my torqued neck.
Of course, I'm thinking it's whiplash, I'm also cognizant that it's not particularly severe, as I was largely able to go out and do whatever I needed. stayed away from the gym, but I might try some lower body stuff there tomorrow. Probably best to stay away from the rowing machine for a few days.
Then again, probably best to avoid the gym, but I've got an increasingly short time to get that ugly t shirt...hmmm...suppose it depends on how it's feeling the next few mornings. I know all too well the joys of a screwed up neck, so I'd rather it resolve itself sooner rather than later.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Yeah, I used hypochondriac as an adjective. Whatchugonnadoaboutit?
Went to the gym Wednesday, played some basketball. In the course of the game, I slid over to defend a play, and was knocked over, my head hitting the ground. I was fine, stayed on the ground a couple of seconds, went through the names of my uncles, because of all the crazy things, I specifically remember NOT being able to recall them when I got a concussion playing ultimate a couple of years ago. I played the rest of the game, just a few points, and when it was over, I went to grab my glasses and water, and I felt a twinge, the slightest headache. And so I sat down and worked my jaw, made sure it wasn't the source of the twinge.
After a couple of minutes, it passed and I went over to the heavy bag and whacked it around a bit. The last punch, I decided to finish with a bang, and deliver an uppercut, only to find out that the base of the bag is pretty solid, as opposed to the squishy rest of it. Shooting the basketball by myself thereafter, I was feeling the pinkie on my right hand twinge a good bit.
A few hours later now, and I've got a headache and a sore hand. Although, no spot on my head to indicate exactly where it thwacked the floor. I'm guessing the latter is real but negligible. The former, I'm going to throw down a couple of Advil, and I'd like to think that I'll wake up and laugh at my...well, not worry, exactly, more like, whatever compelled me to scribble out this blog rather than just go to sleep. Narcissism, probably.
Random bullet points
1) was going to make a goal of reaching the next level of spark points in December, as I was 700 away a couple of days ago. That got a lot easier with the 250 point "Tell us more about yourself" offer. I'll get to that next level in a cakewalk now, even before the Mayans' doomsday.
2) Was talking to my brother, a call brought on partially by the untimely passing of spark person WINNINGBATTLE. He chuckled at my punching bag story, and then said maybe it's good, maybe it'll keep me away from the gym a couple of days and he won't be heavier than me when I get to Michigan. I asked about his weight, and he said 180 or so. I laughed and let him know that if it's 18-something, I'm already lighter.He blamed my nephew for keeping him from exercise.
3) There's a fly crawling around the ceiling light fixture. I wonder where it's going to go when I turn off the light?
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
As in, my mind is a blank. Clicked the "Add a blog entry" button with something to say, but that was 15 minutes ago, before I realized that I ought to do something more pressing at the moment, and I've returned to the computer with absolutely no clue about what I intended to say.
Kind of fear for my memory as I age, there have been just enough of these incidents where I can see myself senile before 60.
And now, it's another 10 minutes later, because I went to wikipedia to look up the definition of "senile" and whether I was using it correctly, and apparently, I'm not, not really. Wikipedia can be a weird wonderful thing, something you can get sucked into as you follow one link after another. Did you know the guy who bombed the World Trade Center in 1993 tried to get Timothy McVeigh to convert to Islam before the latter was executed? I got to that tidbit from a starting point of looking up something about Baylor University in Waco, Texas.
So, I think it's pretty abundantly clear that I'm not catching up with whatever thoughts were previously fleeting around my skull. So instead, perhaps I'll mention something about how it appears that the long weekend featuring two heavy meals doesn't appear to have had a lasting impact on the scale. Or I'll mention something about looking forward to seeing my nephew in something more than snapshot form. Or, how about, after I get to the gym today, I'll be a single digit number of punches away from the ugly t-shirt? Endless possibilities to blather on about!
My share of the cupboard space is getting somewhat bare, partially by design, in that the last time I went to the grocery store, I didn't load up because I knew I'd only be around a certain amount of time more. I'm one of those people who aren't satisfied by what's in front of me way too often, and need to always restock shelves with different things, rather than finishing out what I've previously purchased. Leads to some amusing expiration dates popping up on my shelves, when things I thought I'd have some use for lie around for years. The worst might have been the item expiring in 2006 that I threw out as I moved out of my previous apartment. It means that it was three years past expiration when I moved in 2009, and somehow I managed not to notice.
As I'm relatively lax about adhering to expiration dates (I never throw out albuterol inhalers on grounds that even expired ones could be potential life savers. Fortunately, in my case, I'm not speaking literally, but I do know people with asthma issue far worse than the occasional distress I find myself in.
And on that cheerful note...toodles!
Monday, November 26, 2012
Was feeling unmotivated to do much of anything. Flipped on the TV to a swamp scene. A little green thing dispensing wisdom. Spent the next hour and a half doing little more. Had to watch The Empire Strikes Back. One of my top 5 movies.
Did eventually peel myself off the couch. Intend to go to the gym hereafter. Eventually. It's open 'til midnight. I'm in no hurry, really. Wondering why not, though. I've eaten food, should fuel me through any workout. Kind of doubt tonight's will be strenuous. Though, you never know until you get there. Still, not feeling too much of it. Whatever it is.
Feel the pinch of time. Three weeks. Lots of people to see. Or that I should see. Not one for goodbyes, really. Did Thanksgiving with one of my circles. Then spent a good portion of the weekend with them. Annual Christkindlmarkt trip to Chicago. 4.4 miles walking, says pedometer. Gluhwein and Magenbrodt. Good stuff. Family style dinner at Bucca di Beppo's. Lots of kitsch on wall. Not as many bad mafia jokes as before. End of an era. I'm leaving. So are another couple of people who were there. I'm sure the tradition will continue, mainstays remain. But I won't be there. Sad.
Survived long weekend only up a bit. Not bad for holiday start. Hope to stay on par through end of year. Not spend first part of next reclaiming ground already gained. Would be nice.
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