Friday, January 07, 2011
I got the unfortunate news today.
And it makes me a bit angry that my dog, just like my previous dog, had to suffer so long before being diagnosed, and how many trips to the vet we've made, with the exact same complaint, and no diagnosis, throwing money down the drain.
Sadly, that isn't her only ailment. We have to wait for lab results to pinpoint the rest of the condition.
There goes four-hundred-some-odd bucks, just when we are demolishing and remodeling the kitchen... I don't even want to think about how many thousands of dollars this project will cost us.
When I got home from the vet, I gave doggie her new meds and placed a dish of her new food in front of her. Luckily, she ate it. That's one good thing. She has not been eating well lately. I'm told that the special diet MAY improve her health enough that she won't need insulin, but she'll need special food and meds for the rest of her life, which could be a few more years. She's about eleven.
She didn't like the 2nd type of food nearly as much as the first. Maybe she's not hungry enough. It breaks my heart that eating causes her so much gastric discomfort, that she starves herself to avoid it, before finally giving in and eating. Then, we have to let her out in the middle of the night. Poor baby has lost over three pounds, which is significant on a small breed. My once robust and ravenous little porker is much thinner.
I'm sorry to write such a depressing blog, but that little pup is my best friend.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Today, I didn't lift, because I'm still pretty sore from yesterday (I'm now pressing 300 lbs on the leg machine). I did an hour of cardio.
I have been doing interval training as prescibed by my personal trainer.
During our initial session, I noticed that he had me walk at a "comfortable" pace: between 3 and 3.5 mph. To increase my heart rate (determining my target rate), he did not increase my mph, he increased the incline of the treadmill.
It made me recall that this was the same thing my cardiologist did in evaluating my cardiac health, years ago. I'm in complete agreement/compliance with this technique.
When I increase the incline alone, it is effective to get me into my interval heart rate. When I increase the speed, I feel as if I'm that much closer to an injury, struggling to keep up with the speed of the treadmill, my feet becoming less stable as I reach maximum exertion.
The incline also makes my shin muscles, hamstrings, and glutes burn fiercely. And that's a good thing. At least until I get home, and I'm reminded how many times a day I go up and downstairs.
Saturday, January 01, 2011
After enjoying some delicious hot coffee, and brie on whole wheat bagels, my father in law and I set out for the gym this morning. I had an excellent two hour workout, including weights and cardio. I love feeling that I'm on a streak!
When we returned home, I fixed us all turkey bacon and egg white burritos, then set about scrubbing the basement floor. Over the next few hours, I managed to drop off some recycling, do a couple loads of laundry, walk the dog, and clean up the back yard, and even see (partly) the Gators whup Penn State (go Gators!). At some point, I think the flurry of activity spurred the men into action, and they started stripping away the wall that separates the kitchen from the dining room. I headed upstairs and vacuumed the bedroom and took a hot bath, and the guys slipped away to Lowes (or where ever).
There's a huge mess downstairs, but I don't care. I'm happy!
I'm happy with myself, because I worked at top capacity today. I got a lot done, and my body is responding. I am tired, yet not exhausted (like I felt when I was out of shape). Now, I feel HEALTHY tired... and it feels great.
Friday, December 31, 2010
My New Year's Eve plans? Another serious workout.
I am pushing myself so hard now, muscle soreness is an almost constant companion. When I told my trainer I thought I could work out 4 days a week, I thought I was being conservative; I really felt so gung-ho I was ready to commit to daily workouts. In actuality, I was pretty spot-on, because I need so much recovery time between gym visits. I always need at least one day, and sometimes more. I THINK took it a little easier today, because I was so sore last time I took 2 days off from lifting, but tomorrow my body will tell me whether or not I'm only kidding myself. I'm taking my father in law to the gym tomorrow, but I may just get on the treadmill and walk for a couple of hours, and not lift weighs at all.
Due to a computer fart, my reservations fell through for dinner tonight, so there goes the jazz and stuffed quail. I made reservations at Texas De Brazil instead, because it's been several years since we have eaten there and we are taking Dad with us. Mortons was out of the question, as I'm sure Dad wouldn't have anything appropriate to wear in his small suitcase, so that will have to be another time.
Wegman's macaroni and cheese contains crack.
That's the only explanation for it.
I don't particularly like mac and cheese, but at Wegmans, they have it down. I swear, it's richer and creamier than cheesecake. It's so rich, it's a choking hazard. After a couple of bites, you KNOW your diet's gone to heck.
And no ridiculous breadcrumb topping... this is topped with- what else- more shredded cheese. God help you if you read this and go to Wegmans.
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