Monday, November 04, 2013
The Hubs is doing much better. He's sleeping on the futon in the living room so that I don't disturb him and he doesn't disturb me. He's been eating normal food (no dairy yet, though) and his digestive system appears to be working just fine. Yep, it's true: we're grateful he can poop.
I went for a walk/run this morning. I was wheezing like crazy, but I still managed my 2:1 run/walk ratio. It wasn't very long - about a mile and a half - and I averaged less than 5 mph, but it was so nice to get outside and be physically active. (We walked around the block last night, but Jim's still a little wobbly after being in a hospital bed for three days.)
I'll check on the Hubs before I leave for work, but I'm planning to swim tonight. That was my plan last Tuesday night, but we ended up in the emergency room instead. Having a one-week delay is pretty short, so I shouldn't complain. But this has happened to me more times than I can count: just when I feel like I'm getting things going, something derails my plans. I'm hopeful this is the last distraction for this calendar year.
I won't commute by bike until Jim goes back to work. I suspect he'll be back to work by the end of the week. He has a 75-mile one-way commute, so I worry about him trying too much, too soon. And his commute is along a 2-lane country highway. There's cell coverage most of the way, but if you're in trouble, it will be a while before law enforcement happens by.
But for now, I'm just happy he's home and healthy.
Sunday, November 03, 2013
Jim came home yesterday. He's doing really well. I may abandon him to go to church. I'm really grateful for that support right now. I sent our rector an email when we were in the emergency room. She showed up not much later. I hadn't really expected that; I just wanted her to know what was going on. Members of the pastoral care committee came to visit. That meant a lot to Jim. I just joined the pastoral care committee - kind of ironic that I'd be on the receiving end of a visit before I went on a visit myself.
Now to get life back in order. I haven't worked out in a week.There's a stack of receipts on my desk, waiting to be logged into Quicken. The laundry isn't going to walk itself into the washing machine. Part of me just wants to sleep, despite getting more than enough sleep last night.
In spite of all the "must-do" stuff that looms, I am at peace. The Hubs is home, the cats are happy, and I am joyous.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
I planned to swim at the gym after work today. The Hubs called, asking me to come straight home because he wanted to go to an urgent care clinic. He's had a sore belly since Saturday.
I'm now sitting in the surgical waiting room as he is having an emergency appendectomy. I figure I'll be here until at least midnight. The Hubs may go home tomorrow, or he may need to spend another day.
Well, the surgeon just came out. The appendix was ruptured, but it was localized. The Hubs is all patched up, but it may take more than a day for him to heal. It's a good thing he came in when he did.
Monday, October 28, 2013
In the slow march toward completing an Olympic-distance triathlon by September 2015, I've created the following goals:
Swim twice a week
Run twice a week
One brick workout a week
Walk at lunch at least three times a week
Complete a 10K before the end of July 2014
The weekly goals are weather-dependent. I didn't run this morning because the wind is crazy bad; the wind kept me in my office at lunch today, too. (I'll probably ride home, though.) I joined a gym last Friday, so I can't get out of swimming by pointing at the weather report. (Unless it gets so bad they close the gym - that's pretty rare here.) The brick workout is easy to work in because I commute by bike several days a week: I just have to plan ahead and leave my running clothes by the front door when I leave the house in the morning.
Although I love being on my bike, I'm cutting back a little further. I swam yesterday (I'm awful at it - this is going to be a slow learning process!), and I'm going to drive home tomorrow and stop at the gym on the way home. (The Hubs doesn't get home until 6:30 or later, so if I drive to the gym and then home, I get to spend more time with the Hubs than I would if I rode my bike there.) It shouldn't be a problem to get to the gym to swim a 2-3 times a week. The same with running. If I drive home, I drive into work the next day; on those mornings, I usually run.
We'll see how the winter impacts all of this. I can run year-round (although it would appear I dislike running when the wind is blowing a steady 30 mph with 40 mph gusts). Maybe this will be the year I start riding an indoor trainer or break down and take a spin class at the gym.
In addition the the spin class, I'm thinking of taking a pilates class because I really need to strengthen my core. (Dear readers: do not suggest yoga. I detest yoga. If you suggest it, I will subject you to my tirade about why I hate yoga. Don't risk it.) I'm also pleased with the free weights area at my gym.
I'm excited about all this. Now I just need to sustain that excitement and actually go out and USE the gym.
My new laptop should be waiting for me when I get home tonight. With a laptop (as opposed to the desk top computers in our home office), I can sit on the futon and log my food intake while the Hubs watches TV. I use DietPower software. I like it a gazillion times more than the food tracker on SparkPeople, but it's a PC program so I can only use it at the computer. My weight has stagnated in the mid-180's, and I'm hopeful that going back to faithfully tracking my calorie and nutrient intake will help my get back on track with losing weight. Trust me: I do not want to run a 10K if I weigh 180 pounds!
Monday, October 28, 2013
I have a rule: If you don't want to work out, just do it for five minutes. If I still hate it after five minutes, I can quit. Today, I quit.
It's windy. I live in a very windy place, so when I say "it's windy," I mean it is REALLY windy. I just checked in with the local weather station, and it's report says the wind is 30 mph with 39 mph gusts. The wind was at my back as I walked to the park, so while I felt it, I couldn't feel how bad it is.
And then I started to run, with the wind at my side. Ay carumba! I ran along the north side of the park, I could feel the wind blowing me around. By the time I made it to the east end of the park (about a block's distance), I decided to head home.
Walking home put me face-into the wind. I had to lean in to keep it from blowing me back, and even so, a few gusts almost knocked me over. That's windy!
But y'know, I woulda ridden my bike in this wind.
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