Sunday, September 05, 2010
Signs of dehydration showed up in two unexpected places this week- at the doctor's office and when getting a pedicure.
For those of you that have ever had a uterine ultrasound, you know that you must chug 32 ounces of water within a 15 minute span, and then HOLD IT for about an hour until your bladder is full. Then the technician will proceed to push on your bladder. Yes, it is a good time.
In my case, the tech said my bladder was mostly empty and that I would have to drink more water or wait. WHAT???!!! How could it be possible that 32 ounces was not anywhere to found.
After discussing the issue with the technician, the facts hit me over the head... I was clearly dehydrated and my body was keeping it for itself. Since then, I have been drinking the daily allowance (only a couple of days), and I am still not having the need to pee like I expected. It's been a clear sign that I was not doing my body right.
As for the pedicure, well, my feet are peeling. I looked it up on the AKI (the all-knowing internet) and it shows as a possible sign of dehydration as well.
So, let my little story be a warning to stay aware of the signs your body gives you regarding your water intake. They may not always be the most popular or commons ones, but they are certainly there!
Thursday, August 12, 2010
This week's reflections.
I am still thinking about a blog I read two weeks ago, where the writer talked about how Motivation is a misleading myth when it comes to success, and that the key is actually consistency.
I truly wish I could find it again, but the writer is lost to me somewhere in Spark People.
In any case, I held on to that mantra, and it really helped this past week.
I had a big move at work, the result was roughly 12 hours of physical movement, along with an additional 8 of very light movement. Needless to say, I was beat, but I really enjoyed it because the whole time I was thinking about how good all this movement was. One of my co-workers couldn't believe how much energy I had to just keep going and going.
I am barely holding on to healthy eating, but I am not out of control quite frankly because over-eating just feels too horrible now. Not to mention the fact that three weeks ago I had a very bad stomach bug that sent me to Emergency- this is a first for me in my entire life.
Three pound loss this week. For me, this is HUGE! I normally lose at MOST 1lb per week.
I couldn't wait until next week to take my scheduled measurements so I took them last night. There was some improvement there too- an inch off my hips and .75 off my thigh. I am still working on convincing myself that the measurements are the important part. Re-programming still in progress.
Now, all I feel is impatient. Impatient to go work out, that is. I want to get off work to exercise already!
These are the kinds of days and weeks that I think a lot of us dream of on this journey to fitness.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Good Day- weigh'd in yesterday.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Not sure about today- plan to be succcessful
Friday, July 23, 2010
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Ladies... (and guys)... get over the fear, the reservation, the hesitation, and JUST TRY! Put one foot in front of the other and get out of your own way. Push, dammit! :)
Not sure what it was about yesterday, but I just could not get enough exercise.
I was sore from the killer kickboxing cardio class at LA Fitness (Northridge and Van Nuys) that I took earlier in the week, so I grabbed my gym clothes and stretched at lunch in the work-gym for an hour. It felt out of sync not to go out to lunch. It was interesting how even such a small deviance from every day activities felt so energizing. It made such a difference for the rest of the day, as I was less sore than usual.
After work, I headed for the gym. I knew I wanted to take the Spin class (see other posts- it's my Everest), and ATTEMPT 30 long minutes of Zumba. I was early in arriving at the gym... hmmm... what to do...
I jumped rope for 15 minutes as a warm up (7 minutes total jumping... I'm not crazy- fit). I think I got a look of resentment or two from the others waiting for class to start... not sure why. Maybe the rope skipping was annoying? Ah—who cares what they think… this is about me.
Class started and I was already sweating profusely. I managed to muscle through Spin class, clinging for life and having one hell of a mental battle to stay on the damn bike and not quit. 47 minutes left.... "Stay with it"....35 minutes left...."I hate this"... 27..."&*^^%#$%##!!" ...23... 17... You get the idea.
But then, I got "the kick" right at the end of Spin. When Zumba started, my muscles were saying NO, but my energy level "said go for it." Zumba, if you've never taken it, it basically as shake-your-ass kind of class. If you can get past the mental part that people might see you shake a tail feather, then you'll love it. It’s not exercise, it’s DANCE, baby!
So, that finished and I was a walking waterfall of salt water. On the drive home and reflected that I had 2 hours, 15 minutes of exercise and 35 minutes of stretching.
That's a personal record for me, and a testament that I really CAN do more than I think I can. I just have to try. Right now, I don't care about the scale, what I ate yesterday, or even my measurements. I'm just going to bathe in my accomplishment from yesterday. I did have to go to bed at 9 pm yesterday.
So... ladies (and guys)... get over the fear, the reservation, the hesitation, and JUST TRY!
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