Wednesday, August 21, 2013
To work out in wet weather, first you must remember that it's only water, you won't melt. Besides, you're just going to jump in a shower when you get home anyway. The hating to get wet excuse is the most common one I hear. If you hate the whole rain gear scene, reference my first comment; don't wear it, it's only water...etc.
No, you don't catch cold from getting wet, or cold. I grew up in coastal Alaska, I know this stuff. You catch cold from being in enclosed environments with lots of other people, and by wrecking your immune system with unhealthy foods and not enough exercise.
Go splash through a mud puddle in your sandals, or on your bike. Enjoy the spray you send up all over the place. Laugh out loud the way you did when you were a child. Wear your grungies, you know, the ones you're afraid to be seen in, but that feel so-o-o comfortable you just can't get rid of them.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Just for today, I will forgive myself for not going out running yesterday, and for indulging in old favorite comfort foods. Success is not defined by what I did yesterday, or even 5 minutes ago; it's defined by what I do now. It isn't the past I can change.
Now I am enjoying the feeling of having eaten fruit for breakfast. Now I am wearing an outfit I would not have dared to wear last fall, and basking in the compliments.
Right now, today, I am grateful to be alive in whatever shape that life takes.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Tonight I am going out with DS for the start of his 2nd week of W1 C25K. We are well into the rainy season, but so far today it's only been gray out, with no rain.
confession; last week my doctor increased my anti-depression meds. I had not been getting better after the mess in my upstairs bathroom. Am I going to have to get an increase in my meds now every time something goes wrong in my life? Because that doesn't work for me.
I've got an appointment with a psychologist (yet another one), to talk about setting and maintaining boundaries, and getting my life back. Or something like that.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Okay, so, I'm not blogging every day. I'm still on my streak. This weekend I managed to join DS for his W1D3 C25K run, and then the next day complete W9D1 by myself. I had to fight an urge to give up after the first 20 minutes, but I did go all the way to 30. It's no 5K, I'm a really slow runner, but it was a clear success.
Yesterday instead of cramming food in my mouth I attended a Mongolian Shamanic Tree Blessing, and spent the afternoon doing my nails...no, no more fake nails and glue, but they are a shimmery black, probably not age appropriate, but as they say, it's never too late to have a happy childhood.
My big NSV today; I could close my work jacket if I wanted. It fits over my stomach.
Friday, August 16, 2013
I get restless when I feel overly tired. I get something to eat, which wakes me up. I'm desperate to sleep, but I'm afraid to. Well, there really are reasons. The process of falling asleep is not a pleasant one for me. I have PLMD (Periodic Limb Movement Disorder), and normally when I start to drift off to sleep my whole body jerks, which feels like an electric shock running through my body.
I used to see a neurologist, who prescribed drugs for this, but then I started controlling it with iron pills. I don't think the iron is working anymore, but I don't know if I'm up to trying to find another neurologist to prescribe pills that I don't want to take anyway.
I knew I shouldn't try to blog after my bedtime. But it beats grabbing a fistfull of corn chips.
Oh, I almost forgot; SV today. Although my home scale is still telling me I've only lost 16 lb, my doctor's scale says I've lost 18 lb. YAY!
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