Friday, September 09, 2011
A. Add "Buy Dayquil" to the list!
Even though I am a goal-oriented person, I do not think I have always been Type A. Whereas I am easily motivated by goals, if a situation does not feed into any of my goals, I have been known to act far more careless than a responsible adult should. Example: Considering 5 minutes late to be ... ahem! ... early, finding the point of where and when a snooze button stops working, etc.
But thanks to SP, these are now just past memories!
I didn't notice a difference until recently that I am mostly now punctual. When it comes time to workout in the morning, I put on my workout outfit and go. (I do whine, but I tell myself to put a sock in it) I am for the most part on top of laundry and dish washing at home. I was even mad at myself to succumbing to outside pressure of procrastinating on work stuff this past weekend! (As in, I wanted to get on it, others told me to leave it alone)
While I am plenty excited about this new characteristic about myself, there is a downside.
After having a busier Labor Weekend than planned and then being INSANELY Tuesday and Wednesday, I'm afraid I've befallen to some kind of nasty virus or some sort. While driving to my Wednesday evening hike, I felt an onset of soreness take over my throat. I completed the hike just fine (in 99 degree heat, no less!), and continued to workout Thursday morning even though I didn't feel good. My excuse was, "I am not feverish and according to this one site on the internet, I'm okay to workout as long as the discomfort is above the shoulders. And really, it's just a walk and nothing too strenuous." Let me tell you: it was SO hard to complete that workout. But I did it anyway and tried to rest the rest of the day (intermittently completing tasks screaming my name). Then today, I woke up feeling like I somewhat got my throat back. Good, right? That's what I thought! I raced out the door and not only ran in fabulously hilly terrain, but went all out in my cardio with hill repeats. Later in the shower, I felt the cold move into my lungs. Furthermore, I felt like I was drunk driving to the post office a little later. Nice.
So now I am on orders by my lovely DH to rest for the day, but he is also a super great DH by promising to bring me home some DayQuil so I can, ah, continue with my weekend activities that include our weekend hike. Yes, I know. I'm a dingbat and my dingbat moments run deep at times. But I promise that I won't even think about climbing up there if I at all feel worse. Which means I need to badly rest tonite. *heart racing*
But while I am up here talking about doing things that you shouldn't be doing but do anyway, I do want to issue a public service announcement:
DO NOT WORKOUT WHEN YOU ARE SICK!!! Or any respiratory discomfort of any kind!
I know most of you are much smarter than me in this regard, but I just wanted to get that out in case there are fellow Sparkies out there that share my shiny new Type A characteristic with a side of dingbat-ness.
Okay, enough typing and more resting, which I will, after I complete my running todo list for the day.
P.S. To my fellow SparkFriends, I really want to read your blogs! I've been slacking in doing anything remotely Spark-y except for logging in workouts and food. Hopefully things will slow down enough (and the DayQuil will kick in) and I can make my rounds and get inspired by you all again.
Saturday, September 03, 2011
I don't meant to be a downer, however, I admit that I am struggling at the moment.
It has to do with my cat - aka my "fur-son." Yes, yes, he's just a cat, but he is THE love of my life. I rescued him at 4 weeks old from a construction site, went through countless of nipples trying to bottle feed that little guy, and taught him cat things like jumping and such. So it would be natural (at least to me!) to think of the little guy as my own SON, albeit a furry one with humongous green eyes and a tail striped like the Cheshire Cat.
Well, my 11-year-old "baby" is now a regular vomiter. It mostly occurs in the early mornings and late at night, and most afternoons he is okay. He will hurl anything from his food to only spit when his tummy's empty. It crushes me to hear his little "meow," see him shake a few and then blhuuuuueh!!! - assault my floors with a warm, liquid prize. I have a sneaking suspicion that this somewhat triggered his bout of kitty acne too, which seems to be getting better through applications of hydrogen peroxide, but it's still quite present.
Thankfully, my wonderful vet is open on Sundays, so he'll be going in tomorrow screeching, howling and claws out like a little ninja (and if he poops in the carrier, at least I will have a stool sample *sigh*). I'm hoping it will be a simple thing like an acidic stomach and not something devastating like the beginnings of kidney failure and the sort. Actually, I might request a full senior panel just in case, even though it's going to cost bucks. I'm just so grateful to my DH for fully supporting the vet visit, even though we are struggling financially at the moment.
In the meantime, I am researching the heck out of his symptoms and reading up on senior cat care so I will not be a blank paper with the doc tomorrow. At the same time, I think I keep looking for information to prove that he will have to be put down tomorrow or in the near future - GAH!!! Actually, I doubt the latter; his energy is otherwise pretty good, he is still interested in sending poor flies to meet their maker, and he's still attached to my hip. Although I have to accept that he will be gone one day, I should probably stop thinking and wondering about the pain I'd feel when it comes time to lose my little guy (for now).
At the moment, he is out cold on my other cat's favorite cat bed - at least until she finds out, at which time she will hiss and use her dainty brown paw to swat the heck out of her brother until he vacates. Hopefully I can bring him home tomorrow with solutions that will start his healing so that he can keep his food down from here on out. For now, I will just have to wait and see (and clean up more vomit in real time).
P.S. If you have any experience with this, please let me know! I'm hungry for info and people's experiences.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
SEPTEMBER 2011 GOALS
1) Continue running 3x a week (except for Labor Weekend - 2 x that week)
2) Journal Daily
3) Spark Daily
4) Blog 1x/week
I'm not sure why I didn't really blog much in August. I think that when I sit down to type, I get this great big mental block that overcomes my fingers on the keyboard. And really, I think, do people really want to read about my workouts? Boooring! Snooooze! Nap-a-riffic!!!
On the other hand, I really do enjoy reading other people's blogs. People's experiences help me grow and feel as an individual. So in that aspect, I may have to just think about blogging more about my journey than just listing facts and numbers. I'll have to think about that.
BY THE NUMBERS...
Beginning Weight: 120 lbs
End Weight: 118 lbs
Run/Walk/Hike Mileage: 200.60 miles (45-46 mi/wk)
Calories Burned: 13,917
I definitely feel the HEALTHIEST since I got back on track in March. Running is becoming easier for me, which means I can probably start training soon for a half-marathon January ... We will see! (Depends how moody and grumpy my ankle gets...)
At this point, workouts are autonomous with me. When it's about that time, I get dressed and run out the door, no matter how much I whine. I am probably tougher than any boot camp instructor when it comes to getting me to workout!
Of course, I think it totally helps to look forward to scenes like this in one's running route:
Isn't it gorgeous??? Reminds me of Tuscany hillsides in the summer. And a giant glass of Chianti.
While the fitness thing is a robotic function for me, eating is a WHOLE 'NUTHER STORY.
I am doing better by including cupcakes into my weeks, but I still fight the guilt. I am just so scared that 1 cupcake will turn into a landslide of cakes, cookies, Twinkies, etc. I started adjusting my cupcake nights with my DH by cutting it in half and saving it for another night, then sharing that half with my DH next time. It's working out so far and, best of all, I get to eat those fabulous Sprinkles cupcakes 2 days instead of 1!
Another habit I'm trying to pick up is batch cooking on Sundays. I'm a pretty easy eater during the week; I can eat the same thing over and over as long as it takes a zap of the microwave oven. This past Sunday, I made oven roasted veggies - delish!!! It's amazing that something as dull tasting as carrots (to me, anyway!) can roast into buttery sweetness that should belong in a candy store instead of my plate. Here are some pics (sorry they're fuzzy... iphone pics):
By the way, the thing next to carrots is Au Gratin Potatoes for my DH... Not me!
I am so EXTREMELY excited about my local movie theater. Where I live, we have your typical AMC and Pacific Theaters, but my absolute favorite is now the Arclight. I will no longer visit any other theater not because of there unbelievable sound and stellar quality of the picture itself... It's because they actually offer HEALTHY choices now! And I'm not talking about those stupid fruit snacks that AMC tries to offer. Pffffft. I'm talking REAL fruit. Check it out:
Can you believe...!!!! Arclight is the best.
One of the my most effective tools I have used (aside from the Nutrition Tracker) is taking pictures of my progress.
Back in March, I hoo-booed myself out of doing so, full-well knowing that when I started losing weight, I will regret it. I was 130 lbs (fyi - I'm extremely short at 5'0, so that would mean my BMI was 25.4, in the Overweight category) and slowly started growing out of all my clothes. What I could wear were dumpy and quite out of fashion years ago, so imagine my enthusiasm to stand in front of my mirror and flash a pic. And that's too bad because I wish I could see it today to compare!
Over the weekend I FINALLY took pictures of myself. So ... without further ado...
That is moi at 118 lbs... 12 lb loss since March, 7 (6 pounds loss with SP!)
I think one of the important things about healthy living is not comparing yourself to anyone, not even your past selves. In a aligning myself with that thought, I will be taking down my old skinny pics of me in order to focus on me in the present, and replacing them with pics of me in the present. I think that should help me focus on what's in front of me instead of behind. And anyway, I always feel so disappointed in myself when I see those pictures. :/
Well that's it for now. Enjoy the last days of summer, Sparkies! Before you know it, Thanksgiving will be banging down our door.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
1) Keep my mileage to 35-45 per week via walking and running.
2) REST on Sundays - when I get an inkling to workout, remember that my ankles, feet and Achilles tendons will happily unleash its wrath when provoked. They are a grumpy bunch and should not to be tested.
3) Have a nice 5 year anniversary celebration with my love. Which means, do not sweat the diet on anniversary dinner. After all, isn't chocolate an aphrodisiac?
4) Multivitamin and calcium supplement every day. I will thank myself in a few years for ignoring the choking sensation whenever I swallow those horse pills.
5) Be nice to the dryer repairman. It is not his fault that he is a jerk. After all, wouldn't you if you had something up your booty all your life?
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