Friday, October 28, 2011
Had one of those Revelations today. Went to physical therapy, and while the therapist says I'm not ready to go back to my swimming lessons yet, I am doing well, so she upped how much I was doing for the therapy. Didn't seem like much at the time. She handed me a one pound weight to do a couple of the stretching exercises. I thought, is she kidding? One pound? It felt like nothing...until I started doing the exercise. Had to stop after 15 reps on the one. It was just too painful to continue, although I have been doing the same thing without weights 20 times each day, no prob. Then she added a couple things with the resistance bands, and upped the "lat pulldown" (Hey, I know what one of those things I do at the gym is called now!) to 40 pounds. The killer though was this thing she had me do putting nails into holes in one of the wallboards you get to hang tools on in the garage, and doing it above my head. Made my whole arm ache. Now I am sitting here with my triceps and the muscles in my forearm feeling really stiff and sore--like I have done some major exercise. I suspect the right side would feel the same had I done all of the same things with it. The good news is that my shoulder doesn't hurt. Or maybe I just am not noticing with all the other aches and pains. Amazing. I didn't feel as if I was working all that hard, with the exception of the nail thing, and yet this obviously was an excellent arm workout. Guess I need to figure out how to do all of this at home, right arm only until the therapist gives me the OK to do whatever I want with the left arm.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Signed up for the 8 week diabetes challenge a couple days ago, and did really well on that today. Realized this evening that I had also signed up for the Turkey Trot, but have not followed through on that at all. I'm still going to do my 5K and time it, just for funsies, and am beginning to think that signing up for some 5K events that allow walk/run options might be something I would like to do. (Who, me?) Although honestly, as long as I am able to walk it or walk/shuffle it, 5K is well within my capacity. 10K would be too, as long as I am walking it only. Might not be the fastest or first, but it is well within reach.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Since I am in "starting over" mode this week, I just went back and restarted Diet Stage 2 by reading all of the articles again, and vowing to do all the "week 1" challenges again this week faithfully. As I was reading, though, I realized that I already have most of these "healthy habits" WHEN I AM FEELING GOOD.
My problems occur on my not-so-good times. When I am tired, stressed, sad, angry, etc. All of that old emotional eating stuff. And unfortunately, when I allow myself to go back to all my old eating and exercising habits during these times, I am inclined to stay with them even when I am rested, relaxed and happy. Comfortable as an old shoe these old bad habits are.
Bad habits I need to break, and keep broken:
1. Telling myself "Oh, to hell with it" when I have had a bad day, and want to pamper myself. I want to develop the idea that pampering myself means taking a walk and eating a healthy dinner, not veging on the sofa with a good book and a big bowl of ice cream.
2. Eating in restaurants when I have had a bad day at work, especially since I dislike my job, and consequently have frequent bad days. I've been trying to make some "big batch" meals a couple times a week--a large pot of soup, or something in the crockpot--because then I am more inclined to remember that I have something at home that is just going to need heated up. But still, sometimes the idea of being pampered by someone bringing my food to me and doing the dishes for me gets the best of me. Tracking helps this a lot. Having to put down IHOP Country Fried Steak Dinner and then look at the totals tends to have a sobering effect. The reality check may be too late for this time, but I do think twice the next time I am tempted.
3. Telling myself I am too tired to exercise, or that I don't want to get all sweaty before (whatever the evenings agenda it), or that I ache too much today. I am actually enjoying exercising, for the first time in my life since I was a little girl, and it was just play, but still tend to fall back into what has been my fallback pattern for many, many years. I want to get back to that time when I was a tomboy, and ran all over our 300 acre farm with my brothers, or climbed on my bike to ride two miles to my friend's house for the afternoon. Ironically, I started hating exercise in junior high and high school, after encountering an incompetent gym teacher, and another gym teacher who was just plain sadistic. Why am I allowing these two people to still color my perception of what exercise is after all of these years? It's time to remember the good times, the fun of running really fast across the field or soaring down a hill on my bicycle, or walking the rafters in the haymow. Time to reaccess my inner child.
And so, well, below 200 (which would be 12 pounds) by Thanksgiving is probably unrealistic, no matter what I wrote yesterday. Yes, I do want to weight a few pounds less by then (7 pounds is probably reasonable), but my primary goal for this next month, and for the rest of my life, is to concentrate on not letting those comfortable old bad habits rule my life.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Got back from my Big Vacation Trip last Saturday, with great plans to get right back on track. Wrong. I have been struggling all week, fighting to avoid all of my old bad habits, and failing miserably.
Well, today I finally did it. I ate right, I tracked my food, and I went to the gym and did 30 minutes on the treadmill and tracked that.
It took some talking to myself to get it done. I am still slightly jet-lagged, so feel pretty low on energy, and had to go back to work Monday, which is depressing all by itself. So... I am really proud of myself tonight. I am GOOD!! New goal: below 200 pounds by Thanksgiving.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
This week is being just frantically busy. I don't know why I didn't expect that, but somehow it had escaped me that getting ready to go on an extended trip was going to be a lot of work. Called my son-in-law tonight to borrow his camera for the duration of the trip, and spent a long time talking to my youngest granddaughter. Her dad found a snake under the house, where he is doing some work, and they "rescued" it. She is also "rescuing" another feral kitten at her other grandparents house. Luckily, their neighbors seem to be helping with the "rescue" this time, so the family isn't likely to get even more cat-inundated than it already is. I have two cats and her aunt and uncle have three from the last "rescue". Her dad talked her into believing that the snake would be best "rescued" by making it a nice warm nest behind the utility shed.
I keep thinking of something else I really should do before I get on the plane, and things that I really need to take. The latest is AA batteries for the camera, which Lawrence assures me "eats them". I am going to work each of the next three days, but going to make them short days. Boring job, but it does give me a lot more freedom to wander away when I need to, partly because nobody knows where I am supposed to be and what I am supposed to be doing (tomorrow), and partly because there just isn't an entire job there to be done (which frees up significant parts of Thursday and Friday).
I am more than ready to leave already, and am beginning to think perhaps I should just flap my arms and get started. I might even make it to the British Isles before the plane gets there, ya think?
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