Friday, November 05, 2010
It's been a long week here at the office. Any potential problem became a problem and tensions ran high. We all survived - no one cried or yelled so we all won - and everything worked itself out. It's Friday and I'm watching the clock today ... I'm heading out of town tomorrow morning with the Mr, we are very excited. I've already preplanned my snacks and drinks for the road trip which takes some pressure off. Eating out shouldn't be problem either. I'll keep it lite and simple.
Last night instead of the gym I went for a walk on the beach again - it was a beautiful night and the Mr was able to join me. The sunset was amazing!! We walked at his pace (very, very fast) for 50 minutes in the wet sand. During the walk we kept trying to come up with my new workout schedule since Doc recommends a maximum of 12 hours of working out a week and a minimum of 10 hours. Best I could think of was an hour before I go to work and an hour after work, six days a week. I can't imagine spending 2 hours at the gym after a workday, that just seems like a recipe for burnout. By Monday morning I'll know what I will want to try.
My TOM is here and I've not enjoyed the mood swings (Cranky!) this week. I'll freely admit no one else around me has enjoyed them either. The physical symptoms are all but gone and I figure that's due to avoiding gluten, eggs, soy, dairy, sugar and soda. I'm not a 100% clean but darn close. I have even managed to workout everyday, I usually skip during this time but have had enough energy to go. I have also managed to stay within my calorie range every day as well. All good!
With it being Friday, I weighed in when I got up. Before I got the weigh-in I had a pep talk with myself about the likelihood of a gain this week. I can feel that my hands are puffy which means I'm holding water. As suspected, I did gain - 2.5 pounds.
In the past I'd get all moody, dark and bitter about it but not now, not today. Today I have perspective on the situation. Next week it will be different. My goals haven't changed nor has my outlook. I'll continue my journey of wellness and fret not over a 2.5 lbs gain I can't control. Next week it will be different - TOM will be gone.
Thursday, November 04, 2010
The results of my latest Adrenal test came back so I met with Doc. The truly good news is that I'm 80% better!
I've come back from Stage 3 Adrenal failure to an amazing Stage 1.
My cortisol levels are much better although still high in the mornings which raises a few questions and concerns.
My DHEA levels are still a little low but on the upward swing.
Continue on the program Iím on, with a few tweaks to the supplement intake.
He is adding another supplement which is to help burn the fat.
In February 2011 Doc wants me to retake the ďspecialĒ test (my phrase, not his) due to the morning cortisol level being high. Itís really a test that analyzes my poo (yuck). The Mr is never thrilled when I bring that little box home to collect samples over few days. Truthfully, it doesnít excite me either. Doc wants to see if I have yet another, or rather, an undiscovered Parasite in my gut which is causing the cortisol levels to rise in the morning and slow down my weight loss. The joy! He is giving me till February due to the cost to run the labs. Iím just hoping I donít have a parasite. The cost of the antibiotics to kill it is painfully high.
He also made a note in my file that I should increase my exercise - up to 12 hours a week (720 minutes) . I'm not sure what that type of workout schedule looks like but I'll figure it out. I currently average 1,500 minutes a month. Note from Doc, if I had tried that before (working out long and hard) I would have further damaged my metabolism and continued to gain weight. A bit mind blowing really! Now my system is just thriving on it.
He believes my nutrition is spot on and that eating within 1,500 to 1,700 calories a day is perfect. He loves that Iím continuing to not eat gluten, eggs, dairy, soy, soda, and sugar. My body loves it too!
Doc further believes that my weight loss will increase by two to four pounds a month. I liked the sound of that!
The dark side of me was secretly hoping I would be done and itís having a hard time with that remaining 20% business. This process is a long and an expensive one. Doc has been practicing for 17-years so understands some of us hit a point of ďI need to be doneĒ and asked if I needed a break from it all. If my answer was yes, it is possible to take a few months off without any damage. Yeah, I need a break but letís keep going was my initial thought. I told him I'd let him know in February when the new test results come back if I need time away from it all. He thought that sounded like a great idea.
I continue to be concerned about the cost, yet I canít afford not to move forward.
After 7-months, Iím thrilled with the 80%!
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
I love reading SP blogs and I subscribe to A LOT of them! I grab a cup of tea and settle in for a good read, chuckle, cry and light bulb moments. They are your stories, our stories, our truths, our lives that a lot of us keep separate from our Facebook friends, co-workers, family and friends alike. Some blogs cut deep into my soul and I relive them until they settle in and take hold.
SERGEANTMAJOR doesn't blog very often but when he does he just slaps it on the table and leaves it there for the world to see. Today part of his blog said this, "Exercise should not become some form of OCD but rather something as integrated into our lives as eating, sleeping, showering and brushing our teeth. Perhaps this is the unconventional wisdom we need to internalize."
I actually smiled and sat back in my chair when I read that. It's thought provoking and even more so today as I have dreams of skipping the gym to go play with my new little kitty, Roadrunner, at home. I won't of course, I have a date with the elliptical and treadmill after work.
Monday, November 01, 2010
Head strong to the point of stupid - that's my assessment in regards to my stretching or lack there of. I'm the first to admit that I don't stretch as I should and I should now more than ever due to running. Even my massage therapist makes comments about my leg muscles being in distress and getting more out of my workouts by stretching. I usually shake my head, smile and say okay and then resume to my normal non-stretching routine. Why don't I stretch - I hate taking the time is the real reason. See, head strong to the point of stupid.
Well last week my left leg said no more. It locked up on me, cutting a run short and left me in tears one day. Friday night I got out my exercise band and got down on the living room floor and stretched for a good 15 minutes. The Mr even helped out. It was pain pleasure moment as I felt my left leg muscles unlock. I've repeated the action everyday since, twice a day.
Sunday morning I walked up to the gym and before doing anything else I grabbed a floor mat and stretched out - an amazing feeling! After my stretching I put away my iPod and set out to run my 5K. My legs felt strong and steady - better than they have in a long time. I ran. Without music, I had nothing to focus on but time, tenths of a mile adding up, and my body. Shear will and determination carried me through that 5K. Yeah, that's right I ran a 5K without my music! I ran a 5K without my music! After my run I stretch again. During my trip home I decided to to walk/jog - yup felt good.
I'm over the "I don't have time to stretch" talk and into the "Hold on, I've got to stretch before I do that."
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