So a few weeks ago I wrote about going Shampoo-free ( www.sparkpeople.com/mypa
). I'd been having some minor difficulties with the whole concept. I've finally overcome most of the problems!
That's right! After hemming and hawing about how I probably couldn't be bothered to continue, I didn't cave. I didn't pop open the bottle of shampoo in my shower. Instead, I stopped using the baking soda so often. In fact, I use baking soda now only once a week. Now I use about half and half apple cider vinegar and water sprayed from a little travel hair spray container whenever I shower, and following my once-a-week 1 tsp (not TBSP) of baking soda in 1 cup of water wash, I douse my hair in about half a cup of the same apple cider vinegar and water concoction. My hair is now reacting fairly normally.
There is an unfortunate problem with that, however. I'm now back to having dandruff issues. When I was washing with baking soda more often, my dandruff was much better than it had been, but my hair was crunchy. Now my hair is normal, but my scalp is once again dandruffy. *sigh* I suppose you can't win everything.
My weekend was kindof *meh*. On Tuesday, my student at work jinxed me. Not on purpose, of course. He just -- in passing -- said, "You'll never get sick: you drink too much tea!" *sigh* So, of course, on Wednesday I started coming down with a cold. Thursday I came in to work (begrudgingly) in a fog. From there I dolled myself up and went to the United Way Awards Gala (no, I wasn't receiving one... I just got an invitation!), and from there out to the usual Pub night! The food at the Gala was great (not healthy, but totally worth it!)
The Boy was still in Toronto, so I had intended to stay out at the pub for a while, but my cold had me coming home around 11. Not, however, before two separate people went out of their way to make my night
One friend had gone home and brought back a box of chocolates for me (he doesn't eat mint chocolate because a company in his home town makes the best stuff, so regular stuff is ruined for him), and another friend spent all night complimenting me. *sheen*
Friday I slept in, got up and went for lunch with a friend, and then fell back into bed as soon as I got home. Thank goodness for flex days (too bad I had to waste a day off being sick, but still). Another friend was going to come climbing early with me on Friday, but we decided to stay home and video game instead, as I was still tired following my nap. This -- of course -- meant that when the Boy finally got home and we went to bed I tossed and turned for quite a while.
Saturday I got the chance to visit with a friend who I rarely see (yay, Pho!), and I was going to head over to the Boy's... but he was feeling sick, so he came to mine because his roomies were making a night of it. We watched Serenity and Thor and then it was his turn to toss and turn all night :(
Sunday I got back on my feet and after breakfast with a less-ill-feeling Boy, went climbing (and flashed a new route!), made dinner, and played softball (we lost: hard). Full weekend.
Today: Belly Dance (I was going to weight train, but my body's still recovering and made a resounding NO sound when I grabbed my gym clothes at lunch)
Tomorrow: Rock climbing and D&D
Wednesday: Weight training: no excuses, possibly foosball in the evening
Thursday: rest, checking Dad into the res/hotel, possibly looking at apartments for Sept
Friday: rest, possibly LIGHT weight training because...
dun dun dunnnnnnnnnn
Saturday: SPARTAN RACE!
Yep: that big, scary, messy race is coming my way. Soon. In fact, I received a parking pass for my Dad (who is disabled) today. I also printed out the form with my registration ID (which I apparently must sharpie to my arm on Saturday). I also -- somehow -- was talked into potentially wearing a headcam for the day of the race (it's waterproof) so that I can catch our team, in all it's glory, falling all over the race. *eep*
Well... at least it's not my first "race"... that was the Cycle for CHEO. Of course, it is a 5km "run" between obstacles... located on a ski hill.
*hopefully I won't die*