Tuesday, March 11, 2008
... if you can't give it to someone?
At least, that's what my father always says.
Hence, I'm going back to work although, since I more or less got this bit o' fun from someone there, I probably can't return the favor. Ah well, there's always next time.
Anyway, thank you all for your kind support.
I did the resistance bands this AM, plus I will have to get in 15 mins of walking whether I want to or not -- it's the only way to get to work. But no weights for me today, and possibly not tomorrow; I'll see.
I'm just glad to be up and about, without any sort of body aches to speak of and with an internal temperature that seems to be stable.
More or less.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Last night I got into bed and could not get warm. My hands and feet, in particular, were freezing. So I piled on the layers -- 2 prs of socks, 2 sweatshirts, 1 pr long john bottoms, 1 pr sweats, 1 3/4 sleeve shirt. Plus one of the sweatshirts is a hoodie and I wore the hood, and I put on gloves.
I was still cold. I had body aches. I was supremely unhappy.
Come this morning, of course, I'm sweating. Again like a longshoreman.
Hence I'm calling in sick to work today and there will be no physical activity for me, shy of getting downstairs to get my meals. I'll still take the alli capsules and will still watch the food intake but there is no way I am doing anything physical. I really want to kick this cold/mild flu quickly. A lot of people around me have had it. I had a flu shot this year but it doesn't seem to matter much as there is a strain going around that the CDC missed when they mixed up the batch of vaccine.
I will now revert to my childhood, as I sometimes do while I'm sick.
Therefore, please read me a story. Thanks in advance zzzzzzzzz
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Two days ago it was salmon. Yesterday it was leftover salmon for lunch and swordfish for dinner. Today it'll be tuna for lunch.
I am enjoying it -- I used to eat fish before, but we didn't have it for meals as my husband was not enamored of it. But he's a lot more interested now. It also seems that when I have fish over the weekends, I have better losses on Mondays (my official checkin day). Hmmm.
I will not, however, grow gills.
A gal's gotta draw the line somewhere.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Now, I don't sweat much.
You may be saying to yourself, "But jes, you delicate little flower, how could anyone think of you as sweating?" Or, you may be saying, "jes, you're only kidding yourself. You sweat like a longshoreman in July." Or you might just be saying, "I wonder if I left the oven on?"
Well, I don't sweat, unless it's megahot and I've been exerting myself. Just the upper lip, thigh area and under the breasts. Very rare to get underarm sweat, even without antiperspirant. Really. It doesn't mean I don't get hot; I just get winded and red. Most attractive for this future delicate little flower!
But last night -- woof -- I sweated. It was humid, the heat was on but not cranking and I had on my usual workout attire which is the incredibly chic combination of the top I wore to work, a pair of ratty old long john bottoms, a pair of socks that have seen better days and a ponytail holder. A stylin' dawg if you're blind and have no taste.
And, I did my workout, even though I was extremely tired and really just wanted to get into bed. But I didn't. Wacky, I didn't want to get sleep over a workout. It was an abs-quads-glutes day. I did 40 reps of each exercise, came on here and logged everything, brushed my teeth and hit the sack, not stirring much until almost 12 hours later. But after the workout I noticed ... (drum roll please) ... sweat. Only in the underbreast and thigh areas, but sweat just the same.
I worked out. I got sweaty. Sweat took the toxins out. And then I slept like a longshoreman. But I dreamt of being a delicate little flower. ;)
Friday, March 07, 2008
Life is pretty damned good these days, I have to say.
I am generally optimistic and have a boatload of energy, even though these days I have maybe 3 or 4 ounces of tea with caffeine and then that's it for caffeine for the day. I'll finish out the full-strength tea in a month or two and then -- no more.
Lotsa joy. Joy is good.
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