Wednesday, November 06, 2013
I swam for a bit Monday evening. I was wrong about the gym always having lap lanes available. There's a chunk of the day during which there are swim lessons in both pools. Pool II opens at 7:15 p.m. Less than ideal, but I can go home after work and then head to the pool. (Pool I opens at 7 p.m., but I prefer Pool II. It's set to a cooler temperature, there's less traffic (the sauna, steam room, and hot tubs are around Pool I), and no children are allowed in Pool II.)
I backstroked for about ten minutes to warm up, then switched to my Total Immersion drill. I'm on drill one, just working on keeping your upper body & head under the surface. It really does feel different, and it's much easier to move through the water. But there's that thing about breathing...
During my next pool session, I'm going to try drill two. I did it for one length at the end of my workout, and it went pretty smoothly. I decided to quit at that point for a couple of reasons. First, I had a cramp in my foot that I'd mostly worked out, but it was still bugging me. I didn't want it to cramp up again because I find it really hard to focus when my brain is yelling "Cramp! Cramp! Ow ow ow ow CRAMP!" Second, my heart rate really goes up when I'm swimming with my face in the water. I'm working on moving slowly, to try to keep it down. I'm pretty sure this is a re-training issue. My inner coach needs to remind me I am NOT going to drown in the pool. (I was pleased that I swallowed a bit of water during my swim and I did not freak out. I'll take my victories where ever they appear.) I think my inner coach will start chanting "relax relax relax" next time.
I'm grateful I haven't had to share a lane, because I am as slow as a person can be and still be moving forward. I don't mind being slow - I figure it's just part of the process.
I spent a few minutes in the sauna after the pool. I developed a love of saunas back when I was a hard drinkin' sailor. Gatorade and a sauna can do wonders for a hangover. (No, there were no saunas on the ships I served in. There were saunas in the gyms at the land bases where I served. Having a hangover on a ship is miserable.) While I was in there, my inner coach and I had a talk. "That sucked," I said. "Yeah, so?" said the inner coach. "What are you gonna do, quit? No, you're not going to quit. You're going to do this. You just need to accept the fact that you have to learn how to do this. Welcome to the real world where everyone else lives." (I'm a good beginner. I tend to pick up things quickly. If I'm not good at something at first, I usually quit. Two exceptions: skiing and law school.)
So, despite my shaking my head at how much I suck at this, I'm confident and optimistic. Yeah, it's going to take time. (I know I could speed up the process by finding a coach, but between my medical bills and my husband's recent medical emergency and paying off debt from the Hubs being unemployed for a couple of years and my law school debt (lovingly referred to as "the house I bought that I'll never live in" - $130,000), I thought I was doing pretty good by joining a gym. So the coach will have to wait a while.) But that's okay. I am going to devote the time it takes, because I will do this. I am an athlete.
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!
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