Sunday, August 26, 2012
Adolescents are moody and get their feelings hurt easily. They crave attention. These are natural for that age. But not after maturity, and certainly not in seniority. But I find my feelings are hurt because I feel put down. So out of touch with reality I don't deserve an answer. I have emailed SparkGuy twice over time and asked the same question: what does it mean to "hit like". He tells us daily to "hit like" if we did something or whatever. I don't know what that means. LadyVolsfan likes things a lot. I know this is not just enjoying other people's comments. I realize she must be clicking on that little "like" button. But when I click on it, nothing happens, and I find no list of things I "liked" or anything. It might have something to do with social networking. I'm not a social person and don't have anyone I'd network with except my own children. Even if I did, it would take so much time to network to people... writing this one little blog can take from a quarter hour to an hour if I get into it. How do people have time to connect to each other all day? Right here on SP, if I do everything on the Spark Point list, it takes up most of my day. And I just don't get it. Why would anyone care if somebody on some weightloss site liked reading four words somebody else wrote? Really, all I can guess from the "feed" I get in email from automatic notices that other SP teammembers pushed the "like" button, is that they seem to kind of do it automatically. If they see somebody they recognize wrote something, they automatically say they "liked" it, no matter what it is. That's not really saying they liked things, just that they recognize someone's name. I just don't get it. I suppose it's like initialing an office memo to let people know you read it. Maybe that's it. Whoever wrote something knows who read it, and it feels good to know people are noticing you. Yeah, that's probably it. If so... sorry guys, I don't belong to facebook or twitter or anything, so you don't know when I read your stuff on SP.
If that's what "hit like" means, SparkGuy, why couldn't you just tell me? It's like you were saying if I didn't know, I don't deserve to know. You couldn't be bothered. I'd tell you myself by email, but since you didn't answer the other emails, maybe you don't read them. Actually, you probably don't. Maybe you get hundreds a day and really can't read them. And you really couldn't be bothered to answer my question about your daily comments. I should have just asked Lady or Sheryl... and here I've spent over an hour writing this, when I have other things I need to do. If you "like" that, you just may have a streak of sadism.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Today, 43 days after starting SP, I did my first workout. I'm using one of Dr. K's workouts. It starts with an exercise he smoothly demonstrates: squat, thrust, legs apart and together (like a jumping jack on the floor in a leaning rest, or pushup position). Then hop back into the squat and jump up in the air before starting (without pause) all over again, until fatigued. Right. I was fatigued after the first one. The first one of the first of nine exercises.
Dr. K says the more joints you can involve in an exercise in a safe and balanced way, the better it will work, the faster you will heal, the more weight you'll lose, etc. Well, I used a lot more joints than he intended in this exercise. I used extra ones crawling on my knees, reaching for support, and attempting to climb back to my feet for the "jump" (allowing a little artistic license here, as it was more like a geriatric hop). You are supposed to stand up from the squat you resume after the thrust-apart-together move. But jumping forward, my knees hit my stomach, which in a pushup position is planted directly and firmly on the floor. So I had to rise to my knees to crawl back to the starting position.
Another exercise was doing three kinds of bicep curls with dumbells (or my jars of peanut butter) while seated on a ball. In order to let your arms extend downward, you end up sitting on the front of the ball. And the ball scoots suddenly backwards with a suspiciously passing-gas sound while I thrash wildly trying to catch my balance, tossing the jars of peanut butter (thankfully plastic) up in the air where they fall onto a vase and a printer tray, spraying water and paper around for the ball to slip on in the next exercise, a middle-trap-on-ball. Trap is correct, as I had to call for help getting out of the position I ended up in on that one.
And it looked so graceful when Dr. K did it~ sort of like angel wings going up and down. I flew all right. Dr. K had thoughtfully suggested I just start out gently and slowly, doing only ten of each exercise the first week, later ammended to 5, given my weight and weakness. I managed three of each. Next week, if I learn to stay on the ball, I'll try for five. At least my daughter had a good laugh.
Thursday, August 09, 2012
I'm trying out the SP coaching choice. So far I don't really feel like I have a personal coach. The check-in page is automatic, sort of like going down the Spark Points page and doing things to get points. I don't feel as though anybody would notice if I didn't work out or went way over my diet limits. The only reason I'd want a coach is so he/she would be firm with me when I slacked off, demanding to know what the reason is. That's the only kind of accountability with a coach that I'd know about. But we'll see. I'll do the full two weeks. But if this is all it is, I don't want to pay for it.
My new med is the same as my old med, but in another form. Instead of taking it two times a day, I take it only once, and it's a time release thing. It doesn't last from one dose to the next. I wake up grouchy and way too irritable. Not nice for the children or for me when I get so irritated at them when they act their age. That's new, and unpleasant. Since I have to teach and babysit from 4 to 8 AM, it's too early to take the next dose. Or is it? Who says I have to take it at a certain time, as long as I'm consistent? OK, solved that problem. Thanks, guys.
Thursday, August 02, 2012
I heard this in a popular song. I thought it must be some song from the Pirates of the Caribbean or some spinoff, since I don't keep current with either films or music. I liked the sound, so I looked it up on utube. I was surprised to see so many people asking what the lyrics meant, especially "rolling in the deep". It means you're in deep water, far from land, way out in the ocean. The lyrics even mention a ship. But nobody seemed to know this. What surprised me even more was everyone who answered said "rolling deep" means to have lots of people with you. Not being alone or in danger, but having people to back you up. It's urbanspeak, and I'd never heard the phrase "rolling deep." But that can't be what is meant in the song because "the deep" is a noun, not an adverb or descriptive term. So I still think "rolling in the deep" means you're seriously into something, no turning back.
But whether I'm deeply into getting healthy and there's no turning back, or whether there are lots of people here to back me up so I'm not alone in it, the phrase describes my "rolling" here on Spark People.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Meds didn't arrive. I've been having nightmares and "strangemares". I suddenly cry for no reason. Dizziness is really annoying. It comes in sudden bursts and I have to hold onto things to keep from falling. And headaches! All this from missing a few days of one med? Jeeze.
Just complaining. The headaches are low grade, not migraines or anything. I've been pleased and really surprised at the people who have written support. Thanks, guys. Some people have sent me little virtual surprises... what do they call those? I haven't figured out how to reply. There should be some little button to click to say thank you. Maybe there is, I'm still figuring out parts of this site. I'm not used to friendly people. That is, I don't have friends. Sheesh! What I mean is I have a supportive family and I'm a recluse, a hermit-live-apart type person. I am not around people like in a job. So strangers giving a flying...(whoa! Old military language leaking out)... whatever about anything at all that I feel or think just surprises me and I don't know what to do with it. I know this is a social site. I guess I liked the diet and exercise tools enough to "put up with" the social side. But I didn't think anyone would reply to me or read my stuff because, I mean... there are thousands of people on here. Who would even notice me, much less reply? But I find I not only don't mind it, I kind of like it. Especially since nobody sees me or insists on an immediate acknowledgement or reply almost immediately, as in-person people do. And they greatly prefer normalcy in reply. Argghh, my head. Rolling in the deep. I think I'm off on a weirdmare and just have to wait it out. Weapon-free, I hope. No, no, not... I don't mean I have weapons. I mean flashbacks and besides, I don't live in Colorado.
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