Thursday, July 25, 2013
I've been back at work for a week. Everyone's happy I'm back. I would have prefered to not come back, but at some point they would have stopped paying me.
It's good to be back on the bike. The Hubs asked me to only ride a few days this week, rather than riding every day. He has a good point - my body would rather I ease back in. I will be riding home tonight. It's about 100°, which is about how hot it was when I rode home Tuesday.
The awesome thing is that I'm averaging pretty good speeds now. I'm guessing that's because I'm ten punds lighter than I was day of the surgery.
My weight has kind of stabilized around 183. That's not bad - I certainly don't want to gain the weight back - but it also means I'm going to have to work at it to lose more. I've been doing a lot of walking and I've started doing crunches. But I'm going to have to pay more attention to my diet if I want the scale to budge.
I've been incredibly thirsty recently. Last night I woke up three times and got a drink of water. It's not troubling; it's just weird. I was accustomed to drinking a LOT of water before; I can't imagine how much I'm drinking now. It might be the heat. I'm hoping it's drowning some fat cells - maybe they'll float away.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
I had my 4-week check this morning. The doc gave me the okay to resume my normal life, with the exceptions of no sex & no lifting anything over twenty pounds for two more weeks. So, as soon as I retrieved my bike from my office, I went for a ride.
The doctor also gave an explanation for why my appetite is reduced: lack of estrogen. It makes sense, because a body that produces estrogen thinks it's a breeder, and producing healthy babies requires food. But it surprises me because all I've heard is women complaining about gaining weight post-hysterectomy. Nonetheless, in this area, I'm more than happy to be a statistical outlier!
I go back to work tomorrow. I won't try commuting until next week, but I do hope to get a couple more bike rides in. My contact patch will need to ease back into my normal cycling routine.
Friday, July 05, 2013
We were at the home of a couple of people who attend the same church as we do. They're one of the couples we "connected" with fairly soon after we started attending All Saints'. They're fairly geeky, so we have that in common. (The church is in Richland, WA, home to Hanford, the Pacific Northwest National Laboratory and the LIGO* facility; there are a LOT of geeks in our church ~ proof that faith and reason can cooperate!) Ann gave us the tour of their home and showed off their Endless Pool. She immediately said we were free to use it anytime.
I then told her about my goal of completing an Olympic distance triathlon to celebrate my 50th birthday. I figured I was going to join a gym in order to access a pool. I just may have to take her up on her offer!
I come from a family that only offers to do something if they really mean it. But I know a lot of people aren't like that. I would hate to accept the offer of the pool only to later find my doing so is an imposition. Both Ann & Mike seem like pretty straight-shooters, so I'm guessing they wouldn't make the offer as an empty gesture.
I figure I'll tell Ann what I just wrote above. If she really is willing to let me use their pool a couple times a week, awesome. If not, no worries, no hard feelings. But if get to use the pool, I will pay them with homemade bread and blackberry jam.
*LIGO: Laser Interferometer Gravitational-Wave Observatory. Uber-geeks. www.ligo-wa.caltech.edu
Wednesday, July 03, 2013
My weight has settled into the mid-180's. I'm not continuing to lose weight rapidly, but it's not coming right back, either. I figure it's now up to me what happens. And given how much I love to eat and since I cannot ride my bike, I need to be very conscientious about my diet.
I made pizza last night. I pretty much always eat half the pizza, even if I'm not hungry. I love our pizzas. Last night's pizza was particularly delicious: freshly-made dough and pesto, roasted chicken, artichoke hearts, and a combination of mozzarella and parmesan. Muy yummy! I cut it in to quarters, and then cut one quarter into small squares. I then ate those squares slowly, savoring each bite.
It worked! Although I was sorely tempted to have more pizza, I did not. (But it took a couple of otter pops to distract me.) And I had another quarter of the pizza for breakfast this morning. I feel pretty good about saying no to eating the whole damned thing. I hopeful this is a sign of good things to come: my self-discipline is getting a work out!
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Ah, le Tour de France. The biggest annual sporting event. The toughest major athletic event. (I think the Race Across America is harder.)
This irony escapes few recreational cyclists: we spend much of July (prime cycling season in much of the Northern Hemisphere) sitting on our butts watching other people ride. (I have friends who put their lives on hold during the World Cup, but that's not an annual event.)
This year, I cannot ride. Doctor's orders. And I'm not working - also doctor's orders. So I can watch the Tour guilt-free. I can watch the live feed (4:30 this morning), take a nap, and watch the prime time broadcast with the Hubs.
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