Sunday, July 10, 2011
I have been married for 24 years (to the same man, I might add ) and can count on ONE hand the times I have helped mow our grass.
Our lawnmower has been broken and the rains have fallen and the end result was a huge yard that was knee-high in some places and butt-high in others. My husband got the mower repaired and since we don't have a weed eater he began the task of mowing. Last night he said that I should be the one mowing since I was the one working out "all the time." I didn't say anything then, but this evening I decided to surprise him and ask him to let me help. He jokingly said I really was trying to give him a heart attack--first by making him do it alone and then by offering to help.
I now have a new respect for that man! My WHOLE body got involved in the process. I am already sore from my toes to my head. Our teen-aged son even tried to help a little. It was one of our nicer, prouder, "FAMILY" moments.
But the grass is now at a manageable height and will need to be mowed again soon. I am actually looking forward to helping. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT???
I am still going to Zumba and aiming for 5 days a week. This week I am also going to try to add 2 morning classes to the routine. The scales are not budging. I have technically gained a pound, but my clothes are feeling looser and...drum roll please...
I ALMOST danced my skirt off in Zumba class Friday evening!!
It was actually harder to "shake-it" while holding my skirt up, but I was SOOOOOOOOOOO PROUD. I pre-apologized to the ladies behind me that if my skirt fell off I was sorry. One girl said "you are going to turn this into a Zum-BUTT class." Then she added, "YOU GO GIRL!!"
I like that I am fiercely protective of that precious hour each day. It is the one thing I am doing for myself this summer. I help my parents all day and then take out my frustrations at Zumba. Right now it is a winning combination. Mom is doing better and I know she is being well-cared for. I am doing better knowing that I am being cared for, too.
Sunday, July 03, 2011
So this morning I took a walk since I won't get to do Zumba today. As a matter of fact, the earliest I will get to do it is Tuesday, so I am having to be creative with my workouts. At first I thought it would be awful, but then I took off walking with my MP3 player.
Now, 3 years ago, my hubby had loaded some upbeat contemporary christian music and I used to enjoy the walk on so many levels. The music would bless me, the walk would energize me...etc...
Today I discovered that my teenage son has re-loaded the MP3 player. I spent my time listening to some of his music choices and I was pretty surprised! He likes mostly country but there were also some big-band tunes, jazz, and some acapella gospel. I walked for 2 miles just listening. I felt closer to him...isn't that strange?
I also had time to think during this walk. You don't get much time to think during Zumba--it is fast paced and I have to constantly think about what I am doing.
At first I was upset with myself. I started this journey 3 years ago (June 18, 2008) and I was SURE that by this time in my life I would weigh around 160 and be in "maintenance." I would be giving weight loss advice and prancing around in my MUCH smaller clothes. I have watched many of you drop tons of weight and here I am, still in the 240's. I KNOW I SAID that this was a "lifestyle" change, but I am going to be brutally honest with myself for a moment. I MEANT THAT FOR EVERYONE ELSE. I just wanted to get skinny.
I said it.
Now I have new motivation.
I am blessed to be able to care for my mother. She has had diabetes for 40+ years. I've watched it ruin vacations (she would always get a yeast infection and couldn't ride very far), I've seen it mess with her eyes, her heart, and cost her a leg. I spent lots of my teen years "running the house" because mom was in the hospital. Back then, they put you in-patient for routine testing. I remember learning how to give injections into an orange and then run when mom would ask me to do it for her because it hurt her to do it in her belly. Hind sight is 20-20 and I wish I could go back and do it for her.
Now she is recovering from a stroke and I get to be part of this adventure, too. She doesn't get to do anything by herself. Someone has to be there ALL THE TIME. She can't even go to the bathroom alone because she can't manage her underwear and hold on at the same time. She is still bright and alert which makes her angry and aggravated at the whole situation.
When I stare into the future, will this be me??? Will my son have to take care of me?
I have diabetes, too. And so help me GOD, I want to fight a little harder, learn a little more, eat a little better, exercise a lot and finish this race STRONG!
Who's with me?
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
It's no secret that I love Zumba. So when I decided to recommit to getting healthier, that was the one form of exercise that appealed to me. I used to do quite a bit of walking, but I just can't seem to get out the door and do it. Same goes for swimming--it is just too hot to do much more than just splash a little in the pool.
When I started doing Zumba 2 years ago, it was offered in just a few places. I chose to do it at the YWCA and pretty much stayed there faithfully. At one point I ventured to the YMCA for variety. Well NOW there are Zumba places EVERYWHERE!! What's a Zumba-girl to do?? Try them ALL out, that's what!
I went to Brick House Cardio and took a few classes. They are great and I knew a lot of the people there. They offered to let me join for $35 a month AFTER the one time fee of $33 OR I could pay the $5 as I go. All they offer there is a Zumba class each day. I decided I could get a YWCA membership for the same price and could have more variety. So I went to the YWCA and told them I was looking at Brickhouse Cardio and they IMMEDIATELY gave me a week's free trial. Woo-Hoo!
In the meantime, a local community center was offering a four-week session (twice a week) for $20. That's $2.50 a class. I was intrigued. So I showed up for class one night and because of where it is located, most of the Zumba-ers were beautiful, athletic, black women. Good Lord could they ever "shake it!" My everything got sore, but I was a good sport and I shook just as hard as I could. Tonight I signed the official papers to go to 7 more classes this month.
I am just amazed at the amount of variety that is offered in the classes. It's fun to do 3 different routines to one song. It keeps me interested and it keeps me moving. Enough said.
My blood sugar is coming back down to where it should be. I am sooooooooo glad. I've been taking my medicine faithfully and the exercising is helping, too. I was already eating lo-carb and lo-sugar.
I love the way I feel. I love that I am finding ways to carve "me" time. My parents agree that I should really fight this fight with EVERYTHING that is in me. They are cheering me on and I LOVE that!
Saturday, June 18, 2011
I think I have mentioned that my mom had a long hospital stay from April 6 until May 26. She is recovering from a stroke that affected her left side and a portion of her brain.
Two days ago, we decided that we would make salmon cakes for dinner. When I make them, I use salmon, egg, flour, little bit of onion, ketchup, and mustard. I don't know WHERE I came up with that, but I THOUGHT it was from my mom. She and I went round and round about what goes into those salmon cakes. She said "all I EVER put in them was salmon and flour." So I am picturing little pieces of fried salmon instead of a hamburger-sized patty of fish. She was adamant so I let her do it her way so that I could prove her wrong. Welllllllllll, those fish patties were WONDERFUL. Just a can of salmon and some flour to hold them together. She wouldn't let me salt and pepper them, either. I officially stand CORRECTED.
I went to my doctor's appointment. I knew my sugar was "probably" running high. Well, I was right on that one! It was very, very high. My A1C was 10.4. I was very depressed when I left there. I know that the medicine she gave me will bring it back down, and I know I am eating right and exercising. I just HATE Diabetes. I hate what it has done to my family and now what it is doing to ME.
I noticed a big difference while exercising today--I am getting less winded. YAY! Time to step up the intensity!
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