Wednesday, August 14, 2013
I have been walking to work every day. As my workplace is two miles from my home, that's four miles a day. One of my colleagues just told me that inspired him to go for a bike ride after work. What a nice thing to tell me!
The bad news is that I have really fallen off the nutrition wagon in the last two weeks. I have been doing stress and boredom eating. I don't have a scale here, but I do not need one to know that I have gained.
Stop eating between meals. I can do that, I know, because I have done it in the past.
Keep the cross stitch I am working on handy. I cannot eat and cross stitch.
Convince my husband not to buy chips and peanuts and the like. If it isn't in the house, I won't eat it.
Figure out a way to carry lunch. As I have blogged here, lunch was sorted. I made healthful, delicious lunches. Walking to work, though, there is no room in my pack for my lunch - there is barely room for my course materials, change of clothes, shower supplies, iPad, glasses, wallet, towel. . . Buying lunch at the cafeteria has proved to be a big mistake.
A positive step I have made is that I planned the week's dinners and bought all the ingredients las Sunday which is a strategy that has worked in the past for me and is very simple to do given that I need to do shopping anyway. The dinners are delicious and healthful and so I don't feel deprived.
So, let's do this.
Saturday, August 03, 2013
I went to my do jiang today. For an hour and a half I trained with the advanced class. I expect I will be sore tomorrow, but I feel great today.
I love tae kwan do. I'm glad I'll be able to take it up again now that I'm retiring. I've missed it! My instructor said I was looking pretty good out there. He said it's strange, but I seem to be doing even better than when I was training with them every day. I pointed out that it's a lot easier to do this stuff when I weigh so much less and he agreed that's undoubtedly the reason. I've been exercising a lot even though I haven't been doing the tae kwan do.
I sparred with the teens and, well, I was good. I got a lot more points on them than they got on me. Cool!
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Since I was last here, I've packed up all my belongings and sent them off with the shippers. I don't know when I'll see them again as I can't take possession until I have a house to put them in. That won't happen until after I have been here in Washington, DC for a month or so. I do so detest DC in August. It's hot and sticky and just not 'home'. I'll go to Northern California in September to house hunt and, once I have a place, I can have my things delivered and unpack. I won't be settled for some time.
The cats survived the journey, but they were not happy campers, as can be expected. They are not loving this one BR apartment where my husband lives as they are used to our big house in Quito where they could roam the neighbourhood. They had fought off all the feral cats years ago and ruled the roost. Now, their only outside time is when we let them onto the balcony. We're 22 storeys up, so not exactly the same. No grass, no trees. . . I'll see what I can do when I'm house hunting.
One of my kids is here visiting us for this week. The other one, my son who had been living with me in Quito, had to go to Long Beach, where he'll be in culinary school, to do the needful to enroll. He's then off to Paris to see my parents and to climb the Eiffel Tower, something he's wanted to do for many years.
In other words, I no longer live with either of my children. I'm going through empty nest, which will hit me very hard when my daughter leaves in a few days. I keep crying. It's good, very good, that they are becoming the independent, fun, fascinating, kind, clever people they are meant to be. This is what I have been working towards so hard for so long. It still hurts, though.
Anyway, good to be back on SP after the upheaval. The process isn't over by quite some little bit, but at least I'm a lot further down the road.
The only thing I bungled was that I left my sourdough starter in the hotel in Quito. Fortunately, my parents have some of it and will be able to share it back to me once I'm settled.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
My Spark Coach challenge today is to do something I'm afraid of doing. SparkGuy, as we all know, has worked hard to overcome his fear of public speaking, which is one of the most common fears out there. I don't happen to share it, which is a good thing as public speaking has been a significant part of my professional life. I get butterflies and all, but in general public speaking is something I do well and I seek out opportunities to speak or perform.
I went skydiving with my daughter last year. That was a rush. Sure, that first step was a bit unnerving, but I was more excited than fearful throughout. I've done a 5K, gone scuba diving, worked in war zones, learned to ski, given interviews in foreign languages, and moved house many times to countries where I've known no one before I went.
What I fear most is any harm coming to my children. That's deep-seated and visceral. I have no idea how to incorporate that into my Spark program.
I'm not brave -- bravery is being afraid and doing what you know you have to do anyway. I'm just not fearful.
I think this is a SparkCoach challenge I'll have to pass on. I'm not going to endanger my children so I can face that fear! The only other thing I'm fearing right now is my transition to retirement and even that isn't so much a fear as curiosity as to how life will be for me a year from now. I'm nervous, but I know it will all be OK. I'm as prepared as I'll ever be.
What do you fear? If you had this challenge, how would you face it? Maybe I'm overlooking something I could do?
Monday, July 01, 2013
About three or four months ago, I posted that I had a blood clot in my left leg. Serious stuff -- my mother has clots, her father had clots, and her brother died of an embolism caused by a clot when he was 29, before I was born.
During a recent trip to Mindo, I was eaten alive by bugs. I had 54 bites on the left leg and 29 on the right. The Monday after that, I noticed that my left leg, the one with the clot, was swollen. Our health care provider, worried that I had formed new blood clots even while anti-coagulated (having reached a therapeutic level of the meds I was on) sent me to the ER to have it evaluated. It was while I was in the ER that I counted the bug bites. Hey, I was bored.
(no proper bug emoticon.)
A vascular surgeon eventually saw me. By then, I had been taking Benadryl for the itchy-itchy bug bites for a few days. The swelling had gone down. The vascular surgeon figured that the bug bites had caused the swelling and not a new clot. Whew!
Our health care provider was not completely convinced. If I were forming new clots, the danger of being wrong was really high -- life threatening. He wanted to send me to Miami immediately for a second opinion.
(Can't find an airplane emoticon!)
I didn't go immediately because my son was graduating from high school and the first opinion was that all was well. I went to the graduation and the fiesta, but just to be sure I was injecting the heparin into my belly twice a day to make sure I was anti-coagulated.
On Sunday last, I went to Miami and went directly from the airport to the ER at Baptist hospital. I took the films from my previous ultrasounds. They took a new ultrasound. They found that the clots were the existing ones and that I had no new clots. They found that I was anti-coalgulated. In other words, they felt that I could go home.
Our health care provider, just to be sure, wanted me to see an hematologist. I waited a whole day in Miami to get an appointment with a hematologist. He, too, found that the clots were old clots. He figures that the theory that the swelling was caused by the bug bites to be as good a theory as any. He didn't see any swelling.
I was finally cleared to return to Quito Wednesday. I had actually returned Tuesday night, but we needn't tell anyone that, right?
So, I'm back in Ecuador. I'm feeling fine (other than the itchy-itchy bug bites, I have always felt fine.) And now I can get back to the work of preparing to leave Ecuador.
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