Friday, July 01, 2011
At work again, and it is deadly slow...been trying to break it up by...well, breaking up my biology. You know. Breaking boredom with boredom. 'Cause that works.
I went back to the physical therapist yesterday, and we got along much better this time. I don't know if he was just upset about my having such issues, so young (because he did seem genuinely upset about that), or if it's because I was crying, or what...but we did much better last night. I even made him laugh!
There was one stretch I couldn't do, but otherwise I did alright...and although I'm somewhat stiff today, I'm not feeling a lot of pain.
I did stupidly forget my cold compress packs at home (stupid, stupid, stupid), but I'll ice at boyfriend's tonight...can't wait to see him.
My sister, the maternity nurse, demanded that I ask my physical therapist if I'm allowed to be having sex.
Yeah, she's blunt like that.
So I did. We finished up with my session, and I kinda glanced around awkwardly and said 'Uhm...so, this is really awkward, but my sister told me I couldn't leave today without asking you...am I allowed to have sex?'
He kind of smiled, and I blushed (yep. me. I blushed.), and he told me that, yes, I could have sex...and before I could quickly wrap it up, he said, 'but I'd stick to, you know, traditional missionary...'
'Yeah, that's kind of what I figured.'
'You definitely can't be on top.'
'Oh, of course. I definitely figured on that.'
'I mean, because you'd be on your knees, and with that and the...you know...bouncing...'
'Or maybe...yeah, doggie style would be okay.'
And by this time, I am ready to die of mortification, I'm sure I was beet red, and I don't even remember what I said to beat a hasty retreat.
...but too freakin funny not to share...lol
Enjoy your weekend, guys! Between the Philly trip and my birthday, it's going to be a busy one for me, so I will probably only be on to track.
Love to you!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
"...what you could possibly have done to screw yourself up this badly."
...said the physical therapist, shaking his head and rubbing his temple with the tips of two fingers.
He couldn't even look me in the eye. "I honestly don't even know what to do with you. I have no idea where to start."
I cried. He was a hardass, didn't offer me tissues until I'd already gotten off the table to get them myself. I don't know how you tell a very smiley, positive-looking 23-year-old woman that her legs are so screwed up you don't even know where to start fixing them, and not emote. Wtf.
Anyway. He had me do some stretches, and I woke up in enough pain yesterday that I had to call out of work. I couldn't have driven the 30 minutes to work. So, I called my doctor and they got me in for an appointment at 11 am. I'd taken some more pain killers by then, and was able to drive to my mom's bf's house (where she lives, as well), and he drove me. (She stayed home...hungover.)
My doctor agreed with the physical therapist's diagnosis.
I have "uncomplicated trochanteric bursitis."
(Uncomplicated, my butt. This sucks! How much more complicated it can get, I don't want to know...)
I have bursitis in both hips, treated with an injection of corticosteroids (the area was so sensitive, she had to use an infant-size needle and spray me with topical pain-reliever). It's also effecting my SI joint (the plate joint that connects my pelvis to my spine), which is off-kilter. Now I know why I've had lower back pain...
Treatment: no working out.
I cried some more.
No jogging, jumping, kicking, or "bouncing around," as the p.t. guy put it. He said I could do pool walking or bike-riding.
I have no pool. I hate bike-riding.
No strength training in my legs. No upper body or core that uses legs at all (no bent-over rows, no crunches, no bridges...)
Following the injections, my doctor told me no activity--no unnecessary walking, no prolonged standing, no lifting, bending, squatting. Nothing other than physical therapy, for the next three days. And then I can start doing the stretches she assigned.
My doctor recommended 'spinning'--exercise bike with no resistance, to music. So I'm going to poke around on Craig's List and see what I can find...
I feel like f**cking Lieutenant Dan.
"Lieutenant Dan couldn't use his legs, so he spent most of his time exercisin' his arms."
Yeah, that was intended to be funny...
But to be honest, I've been really depressed for the past few days...been low on my calorie scale, which I guess is understandable...and thank God I seem to be past the point of emotional eating...but I'm just not okay, yet.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Lafou, I'm afraid I've been thinking.
A dangerous pasttime, I know.
I've been reevaluating some things, and may need to do some tweaking. As I said, this weekend I was always high on my calorie scale, and I gained back a pound--so, I'm going to work harder to stay closer to the middle/low end of my daily allowance.
Also...I'm what we in 'the biz' call a floating teller...so, I'm being lent out to a couple other branches this summer, as people go on vacation or whatever. The branch at which I am currently stationed is slow. REALLY slow. Like, 35 transactions in 9 hours slow. Oy vey slow. And it gets strangely tiring, sitting there being really bored and sedentary. When I got home yesterday, I felt exhausted. I ate dinner and tried to read my Biology textbook, but wound up having to give in and take a nap. I felt better once I exercized, but it took so much effort to peel myself off my bed, it was ridiculous!
So, I think I'm going to do some research and find a way to get my blood moving while I'm there...think of some quick exercises I can do on my bathroom trips (8 cups of water keeps you moving, am I right? lol), or during the last half of my lunch break...or just subtly while behind the desk (like those hip twist things Coach Nicole has you do)...I just can't take just sitting there anymore. I feel like it's killing my energy, sapping my metabolism.
I am also going to make a more concerted effort to love myself, respect myself, and keep myself motivated because of self-love and self-respect.
So, in that spirit, I borrowed this from another SP Member (Thank you, TINAKATRINA1!)...
The 6 Things I Love About Myself:
1) My legs. They've always been trim (except for my thighs, later one) and I build muscle there easily...
2) My hair. (Barely need product in this wavy mass...except the dye, lol)
3) My devotion. If I love you, you know it, and I'm there for you. And even with my customers or acquaintances I don't know too well, I find myself genuinely caring. People always compliment me on how pleasant I am, and it's because of this devotion--to my family, my friends, my job...etc.
4) My sense of humor. I love making people laugh, and love to laugh, myself. And it takes a lot to really offend me.
5) My cooking. I'm pretty biased, though... :-)
6) My voice. I love to sing, and while I'm no operatic superstar, I really enjoy my voice...and others seem to, as well. And I love to act. I guess I just love to perform. But I don't know what acting talent I have--I just know I like to sing.
So, there's my positivity for the day. Love you, my dears--have a wonderful day, and I'll check in tomorrow!
Oh--and I bought myself a birthday present...
Monday, June 27, 2011
So, this weekend was a return to earth, for me.
Boyfriend treated me to dinner, etc., because it's the weekend before my birthday, and we'll be with my family for the actual day...so a "Pre-Birthday Dinner" (his words). I was good at the restaurant--got a really yummy salad, and a cosmopolitan (not too bad, as alcoholic bev.s go)...but I realized this morning that I hit the high end of my calorie range every day this weekend.
I did my bootcamp videos everyday, and completed Bootcamp (YAAAYYY!!!!), but wasn't as active as I could've been, especially when it comes to cardio. I really kind of let things slip...maybe because bf was working this weekend, and I hate walking alone, even with the dog...but excuses aside........
...I gained a pound.
Just one. One little stupid pound.
But it was gone.
And now it's back.
And I hate it.
We were done, pound number 11. I know, we spent a lot of time together, and I know you got attached. But I was serious when I broke this off.
We're done, 11.
Don't get comfy.
It's time to boost the cardio back up. I have my physical therapy appointment tomorrow, and I'll discuss healthy options with him. Meantime, though, I've bought arch support inserts for my sneakers, and I am walking tonight.
I don't want to jog, yet--my ACE icepack popped, and I really don't want to push this hip thing.
New Adventure: Adding a 4-week online biology class with 4 chapters of reading, 2 quizzes, 4 homework assignments, and a test every week.
Thankfully, I work at a bank and can do a bunch of the reading while at work (bonus if the branch is slow that day)...but my SP involvement may slack off just a little bit (may need to limit my time, etc., or only be on at work, so that I can pack in the reading and exercise and assignments while at home...), so just don't yell at me. I promise I'll be on once a day--I just might not get as much done on here.
Stress. It's lovely.
Double Bonus: Birthday Cookout on July 3 (bday is on a Sunday--sweet!), and I'm a little stressed with the cleaning and all...but they're letting me make my own cake (I love love love cooking, and have a cupcake tree...dangerous combo...), so I can see about healthifying that a little...and we're doing a burger bar thing...dad's gf is even making spinach-turkey for me! So, this challenge will officially be called: BUSTING THE BIRTHDAY!!
New goals, post-Bootcamp:
100-day Exercise Streak
5K by the end of the year (keep your fingers crossed for my hip!)
Continue steady weightloss (NO MORE GAINING!! Goodbye, 11!!)
Friday, June 24, 2011
Thank you, universe, for:
1. Skinny White Chocolate Mocha creamer. And coffee.
2. Lipstick. And eyeliner. And foundation. Aww, hell, just makeup! lol
3. Sneakers, meshy breathable socks, and arch supports.
5. My need to pull my belt in another notch.
6. Adorable ballet flats (for once).
7. Google Maps, and no traffic this morning.
8. The mechanic that fixed my window, and did it right this time...
9. Air conditioning.
10. My dad's gf and her willingness to teach me how to grill shrimp....not to mention the four fresh lemons she brought me!
11. My motivation, and my good attitude today.
12. Sunshine, sunroof, and the windows down.
13. My boyfriend and his comforting, loving arms.
14. My best friend and her willingness to talk me through my weightloss/diet change issues.
15. My brother and his determination to help me get fit! ("I'd rather take the time andwalk with you, to keep you motivated!" he said.)
Lots going for me, today!
Have a fantastic weekend, guys--love you!
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