Saturday, November 03, 2012
The problem is inflexibility. And I don't mean yoga poses, I mean my own internal ability to accept change and realign my priorities and self. Through my foot injury since May I have been adapting pretty well. I've been handling the new set backs with my attitude of acting like the person I want to be: positive despite setbacks, encountering each difficulty with a feeling of enthusiastic, OK, time to change the game plan, what will it be?
My last blog described that whole attitude going to shi**. It was all just too much (and I don't even think I mentioned the spider bite in that blog).
But yesterday I started to get my feet underneath myself, and today a little bit more so.
I am realizing that I have a fixed vision of what the 'good, positive, healthy' me is, and I don't divert from it. So unless I'm eating in range, getting cardio, feeling positive, etc--I am not the best me. I am either in that state or trying to get back to that state.
But I woke up today thinking about goals for my day. So my goal can't be 30 minutes of cardio. And maybe it can't be eating in range. But there is a way to take best care of my body, and I started wondering what that would be.
So here it is:
doing my stretching exercises once an hour or so for my herniated disc
icing once and hour
spending time on SP reading inspiring things, even though I can't do them right now
drink a lot of water to detoxify the steroids and other meds I am on for my back and tooth (post root canal pending crowning).
planning my food (both for calories and because I can't eat anything hard or sticky)
doing other good things for myself--sitting in front of the fire, watering the plants as I am able, and writing/doing some research that I needed to do.
SO that looks way different from how I want it to look, but that is my reality right now.
And I can pretend it's not, but that will just make me miserable. What healthy looks like today is different from what it will look like in a month. Be flexible. And tell that negative voice (who is having an easy time with my herniated disc--so easy to be destructive with my thoughts) that I am caring for myself, just like always.
In other great news, the foot surgeon yesterday gave me permission to run, bike, ANYTHING on my foot. He does not want to do surgery to remove the cyst right now, but did give me a steroid injection to reduce the inflammation. He confirmed that I did, in fact, also have a stress fracture.
And the spider bite is healing nicely
And I slept most of the past 2 nights without having to get up in pain (with my back).
And my crowning is in 3 weeks.
So things are shaping up.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
If you've read my blogs before, you know that staying positive is a big deal for me. And I've really been able to channel that positivity through some challenging things in the past months. But it is getting ridiculous, and my positivity, while not gone, is not around.
June 27th: I recommit to making SP and my health my #1 priority. I decide to deal with the negative voice and my plateau and really get into it.
July: Diagnosed with a stress fracture, have to give up running
August: vacation on the beach with a boot on my foot (but I did stay in range 10 of the 14 days of vacation with a LOT of planning, tracking, and determination).
Sep 1-14: sure I have a stress fracture in my foot. Sure I'm in pain and still wearing the boot, but I can still ride my bike and eliptical like crazy!
Sep 14-30: First I stop the elliptical as I realize it is making my foot injury worse. A week later I realize the bike is also hurting my foot, so I get off the bike too. But I keep STing like a crazy person!
This whole time--every time I got knocked down I gave myself a pep talk and stayed positive and focused. I kept my goals in sight and did not get down.
October: I get an MRI and find out it's not a stress fracture, it's a ganglion cyst hidden in the middle of my foot. A BIG ganglion cyst. It will probably require surgery.
Do I let that throw me? NO! I buy a swimsuit, goggles, and a membership to the YMCA, cause that's the kind of resilient gal I am!
October 15: My tooth breaks where a filling came loose. I get it refilled and am in pretty severe pain for 7 days before I get a root canal. But I'm still swimming!
October 24: My tooth is temporarily done (still needs to be crowned). It hurts the tooth a little to swim, but I'm still swimming like a champ! Until the 24th, when I bend over to get my shoes off the floor, and my old herniated disc slips, causing pretty severe pain and has continued every since.
I'm done, people. That did it. I wasn't able to do anything but lay on the couch. My resilience is at an end. I would like to tell you that I kept my head up and kept on keeping on, but I didn't. I'm not binging or going crazy, but I am eating out of range and drinking wine like it's going out of style (yes, even with my muscle relaxant!). I am whiney, irritable, depressive, and probably weigh more than I did last week. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of all of this. I feel like it has all been just a bit too much to ask of me.
At the same time, writing this humbles me, b/c most of the world has it WAY harder than I do. WAY harder.
But that doesn't change the fact that it is pretty damn hard right here right now.
Friday I got to the foot surgeon to find out what we need to do about my cyst, which is still pretty painful.
meanwhile I am trying to figure out how NOT to let the negative voices win as I am still stuck on the couch.
So my big goal for today is to track, pure and simple, even if I'm out of range. I've not been on SP at all. I've had this experience before when injured that it just pisses me off more to read upbeat, energetic stories while I'm down. Sad, but true.
I'm also going to try to have no more than 2 glasses of wine tonight.
On the bright side, which I can still see despite my bad attitude, is that I am sitting in front of a fire, surrounded by my 3 cute, cuddly dogs, while my wife is making me coffee in the kitchen.
So don't feel too sorry for me.
But feel a little bit sorry for me, cause this sucks. And it just helps to say it.
Monday, October 22, 2012
The bad news is, real life begins again tomorrow.
The good news is, my stay-cation was AWESOME. And it was not without challenges. My foot is hurting pretty much every day (11 days and counting until my specialist appointment). And I need a root canal, which I'm getting in 2 days, but that tooth is pretty painful as well. It's making my whole face hurt, and the pressure when I swim makes it a little worse. And you may recall that I was pretty anxious about this stay-cation in terms of making good, healthy decisions.
Despite all that, here I am 6 days later--well rested, feeling peaceful and grateful, with 6 healthy days behind me! I ate in range every day except once (a planned over day as we went out for cocktails and dinner/movie). And most days were in my lower range even. I swam 4 times as planned last week, and did ST the other days. I am very, very proud of myself. It gives me more hope for Thanksgiving, which I've also been anxious about since we are hosting.
So I am pretty fired up about the whole thing. We have done a lot of cooking, which has been fun, romantic, and also helped me stay in range so successfully.
There's also been some space for interior work, which I am pretty happy about. We're starting this weekly prayer/meditation/deepening practice (joyce rupp's book, Open The Door). I'm pretty excited about that too. I feel like it is a good time in my life to do some evaluation for next steps, and I think the next steps are mostly inside growth.
Anyway, a great week, and more to come!!
Hope you have a great Monday and a great week!
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
I have been a little anxious about this stay-cation that starts NOW. Worried that I have been having a much easier time choosing healthy behaviors when I am in my work schedule, not so much on the weekends. So now I have a 6 day weekend. Makes a girl nervous.
So I started it with a great swim at the Y, and a breakfast of egg whites and kale. I don't normally eat that for breakfast, but we are also celebrating our stay-cation by going out to brunch later. I already picked out what I'm going to eat (eggs and veggie hash). It sounds delicious, and my breakfast was so healthy! I am feeling on board for this day, at least.
I think that is my goal, to really plan each day--figure out food first thing. That will help me be less anxious and more focused.
Swimming is going well. It's actually kind of fun to be doing something new and that I don't have the swing of. When I pay attention to my kicking, I lose focus on my core and arms and breathing. When I focus on my breathing, my kicking turns to crap. It requires focus, which is good for me. I miss music SO much though. For real!
My foot is hurting a lot, but I think that is because I'm out of the boot and walking on it a lot. I don't think it's because of the swimming. I really hope not.
My appointment isn't until November 2nd, so I'm just biding my time until then.
I am so happy to feel so good this morning, really ready for my week off. I need it, and I'm glad to face it with such enthusiasm, not fear.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
On SparkCoach today, I was challenged to think about the reason why I have been doing this for almost 5 years now. Why do I want to be fit? Why do I want to keep working toward this goal weight.
I was on my way to blog about my injury (still there and still very frustrating), my purchase of a swimsuit for 'serious swimming' yesterday (I know that the swim suit store workers are not there to help me with my emotional needs but throw a not-emaciated girl a bone here! I did finally find one that isn't too awful), and my fear of upcoming events and keeping my calories on track (a week stay-cation and Thanksgiving which doesn't usually stress me out but we are doing a lot of hosting this year).
But anyway, the sparkcoach question got me thinking, so I think I'll write about that.
It seems timely, this question. I have doing a lot of thinking about my 'true self' recently. I have found that a LOT of things that build my identity and feelings of integrity and self-worth have gone away--either stripped away by the world or changed by me. So when you decide as a young person that THESE things are what make me valuable, hard core, awesome, and worthy, what happens when THESE things go away?
All my life I've touted the proper message about what you DO not equaling who you ARE. And I thought I believed that and lived that, so am surprised to see that I am having a crisis of confidence of sorts not that a lot has been removed. Things like, after 20 years I'm eating meat so no longer a vegetarian, I moved out of the homeless shelter where I lived as a volunteer my entire adult life, and now just live in a house with my partner and our 3 dogs--who am I if I'm not doing hospitality? These are just 2 examples, but there's a big list of stuff I used to be/do that now I don't. And I think it's really good. I am in a time of healing (after 5 tough years with the homeless family that lived with us and my dad's illness), and I want to respect myself with that. But it's caused a bit of a crisis that I am decided to delve into more deeply.
So as part of that it makes sense to ask why I keep working so hard at the health stuff. And it has felt like work recently. Mostly because of my foot injury.
I think my biggest motivator is wanting to live longer than I was on my way to--I am not sure how much my life expectancy has increased by being healthier, but I would guess it's a lot. I already have 37 years of weighing nearly 300 pounds I can never get back. But now it's been a few years under 200 pounds. And that's pretty cool!
Not only do I want to live longer, I want to live better. I don't want to dread stairs or getting in and out of cars and the like. But more than that fear and dread of everyday things, I want to be ACTIVE. I want to hike when I'm in my 80s. I want to be running 5Ks in my 70s! I want to be the energetic and positive person that I know I am deep down. I want to do what I want to do, move my body how I want to move it. And I want to do that for a long time. That feels removed from me given my injuries, but I believe it's still out there. I LOVE being an active, fit person.
I want to keep feeling the feeling of being 'normal'. After a life of daily struggles and knowing that everyone was looking at my weight and not me, I LOVE feeling like I'm not a freak. It's a long time coming.
I want to feel good, both physically and mentally. There is nothing like the feeling of strength I am capable of now. And I am learning that it is the activity and my inner work that brings the feeling, not my weight. I had days at 290 that I felt sexy and strong and awesome just like I have a lot of days at 190 now where I feel as big as I've every been, with just as much self-loathing. It's about the daily work, not the weight. If only I could remember that when I weigh myself!
I want to look good and fit into smaller clothes. I want to go into a store and not have to shop in the plus size section.
I want to show other people that it is possible. That they don't have to stay stuck in the shame and humiliation, the daily struggle of being uncomfortable physically and afraid of what situations they might get into that will be difficult and embarrassing.
I want, desperately, to be able to say I did it. I got to my goal weight. I really, really did it.
That's what I can think of right now.
What is your inner motivation on this journey?
have a good weekend,
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