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Weight-loss stuff

Tuesday, March 9th, 2010

I’m going to write about exercise and weight loss and all of that in this post, which is something I try not to write about much because (1) I’m not very good at it and (2) I think it’s kind of boring.  But I want to let you all know what’s happening with this.  I’ll try not to write about it too much in the coming months.

So, in my last post, I mentioned my doctor appointment and that I’ve got a follow-up in six months to check on my weight-loss progress.  I’ve spent a good amount of time thinking about how I’m going to approach this problem.

Here’s what I’ve got so far.  I have an account at MyFoodDiary.com and I know that if I actually go on there and track what I’m doing, I will lose weight.  I lost weight this way before—exercising and tracking my calories through this program.  So I’m doing that again.  Now, it only works if I actually go on there and enter in what I’m doing and I really don’t like doing that.  It’s a pain in the butt.  So my incentive to do this is that if I can log my food for 30 days in a row, I’m going to get a massage.  I love massages, but it’s been over a year since I last got one.  So!  Goal = 30 days straight of logging my food = Reward = MASSAGE.

I have a set of cards on the wall of my desk at work under my clock that count up to 30 (0-3 on one set and 0-9 on the other) and I have a tick mark on my mirror at home and I’m going to keep track.  I’ll also keep track through MFD, but I’m learning about visual management at work and the affectivity of it.

On my mirror, I’ve also written “Log your food!  Be nice to Justin – you asked for his help.”  Because he’s wonderful and gives me gentle prodding about logging and exercising and what I should and shouldn’t eat, and I get cranky at him.  So I’m going to try very hard to not do that anymore.  I appreciate his help. And I did ask him to help me.  So it’s not at all fair for me to get grumpy at him.

And that goes for the rest of you, too.  If you want to prod me about how things are going, I’m going to try very hard not to get grumpy about it.  So, please!  Go ahead and prod.  Send me emails and call and ask how I’m doing and if I’ve logged my food and if I’ve exercised today and if I’ve had enough water to drink and give me recommendations on different things I should try.  Because I have a wonderful bunch of family and friends and if I can’t accept help from all of you, then I’m in trouble.

I’m also putting in a request to get a nurse to help me.  My employer is starting up a program to help us improve our health and one of the issues that they’ll help with is being overweight.  I’m not sure what’s going to happen with that, exactly, but at this point, I’m willing to take any help I can get.

Okay, so that covers my calorie counting and accepting help from everybody possible.

Currently, this is my exercise program:  Monday and Wednesday night, I go to Zumba class.  Saturday morning, I go to yoga class.  That leaves Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, and Sunday on my own.  What I’ve been trying to do is to practice Zumba or yoga on my own or do an exercise video.  Now that the weather is going to get nicer, I’ll be adding more outdoor activities.  Got to catch the weather between when it’s too chilly for rollerblading and too hot!  It’s not a long window.  In the summer months, I’ll get back into swimming again. 

What I’m missing is weight training.  I think it’s something I’ll want to be doing, I’m just not sure exactly when.  Yoga has a lot of muscle work in it that works with body weight, but I wonder if maybe I shouldn’t be hitting the weights at the gym, too.  I’m still trying to figure that one out.

My overall goal is to lose 50 pounds in the next six months.  It’s a strong goal and I know that.  I’m going to have to work very hard to try to make that goal.  But I think that setting a goal that’s fairly difficult but not completely unattainable is a good idea.  That’s a loss of 2 pounds a week, which is healthy for my current weight and it’s going to be healthy for a long while.  Once I get past this first 50, it’s going to slow down, but for this first half, it’s attainable.

I need to lose nearly 100 pounds.  I’m sitting at 232 pounds right now.  I want to get down to 140-ish.  By my doctor appointment in six months, I want to be at 180.

And that’s that!  More information than you probably wanted to hear about my weight-loss situation.  :)

I’m on day 2 of logging my food.  Only 28 more to go before I earn my massage!

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It’s raining

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

Well, we’re finally into March and we’ve started it out with a bout of social anxiety.  I got home last night and cleaned house instead of going to Zumba because just the thought of going out and being around other people made my head swim.  I couldn’t do it.  So I dusted and cleaned floors and tidied things up; Justin put stuff into the attic, shook rugs, and tidied the upstairs.  And when I had worked off enough agitation, we sat down for dinner and then cuddled in front of TV before going to bed.

Today, we’re following up with typical March weather – it’s dark and rainy.  It is, on the upside, the kind of rain that smells like it’s going to make the grass grow.  It’s a refreshing change from rain that smells like winter, gets into my shoes and makes me cold all day long.

We’ve had an interesting couple of days around here.  Friday, I was at work from 7:30 until 6:00.  On a day where I would normally work only 4 hours, a 10-hour day is absurd.  I was really irritated by the whole thing.  I mean, sure, overtime pay.  But my Friday!  I had plans for that afternoon!  All of which are now just sitting on my list of things to do and hoping that I have time to do them this coming Friday.  It isn’t looking good for that list.

For dinner on Saturday, Justin and I made “Jade and Ivory Pasta,” which is a recipe that came with my wok and we’ve made a couple of times before.  It’s fettuccini, broccoli, and chicken stir-fried in a sauce with ginger, garlic, soy sauce, sherry (that we substituted with red wine vinegar), and a couple other things.  When we got to the end of the meal, Justin’s tongue went numb.  His throat swelled up a little and he felt about as miserable as a person with an allergic reaction could feel without needing to go to the emergency room.  And we sat there, waiting to see if we would have to go to the ER, because the last time this happened to him, he spent more than a week in the hospital.  He can’t take Benedryl because it reacts badly with his system, so all he could do was brush his teeth, rinse with Listerine, and wait.

We still have no idea what set him off, so I’m eating all the left-overs while he feels miserable.  His throat and tongue are still raw and sensitive, with the unfortunate side-effect of being completely unable to taste anything.  It makes me feel sorry for people who have ageusia and never taste anything, and their spouses, for whom it’s probably almost as frustrating.

But we’re very thankful that it wasn’t worse than it was.  Meals that don’t land one of us in the ER = success!

Anyway, that’s pretty much the excitement that’s been happening around here lately.  I’ll try to write about something more interesting soon-ish.

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Highlights of my weekend:

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

I didn’t go to work on Friday.  Instead, I luxuriated in bed for hours.

Someone finally came and towed away Justin’s old Infiniti, giving us $150 for it.  It would have been nice to get more money for it, but just having that parking space back is enough.

Beautifully sunny 50-something degree weather all weekend long with the windows open and fresh air blowing through the house.

Yoga class on Saturday morning.

Mail with boxes and cards and presents from my mom and brother.

Ordering my present and a few other fun things online and the excitement of anticipating all those wonderful boxes in the mail.

Going out to dinner for my birthday, even if it wasn’t exactly what Justin had planned, at a restaurant that I’ve wanted to explore for a long time, where we’re definitely going visit again.

Having such a great time singing at church that I almost sang my voice out and had to go home and sleep for an hour and a half to recover.

Watching a clever little squirrel perch on the top of the shepherd’s crook holding the bird feeder, climb halfway down, stretch across the space, push the top off the feeder, stick his whole upper body into the thing, and then go back up to the top to munch on what he had grabbed.

Watching that squirrel almost fall off his perch when a large bird shadow blocked out the sun, followed by a flailing leap into a nearby tree.

Justin fixing the laundry room light so we actually have full light in there for the first time in a year instead of this terrible flickering nonsense.

Watching a friend stand on the top of a ladder holding a broom with a dustpan duct-taped to the end trying to scrape sticky Halloween eyeball toys off their living room cathedral ceiling.

Chatting and laughing with my sister on the phone while her daughter hummed.

Curling up in bed and laughing with Justin until it hurt about funny things we saw on the internet.

And several other things, but I think I’ll leave it at that.

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Today is Wednesday.

Wednesday, January 6th, 2010

Justin is sick.  He had a doctor’s appointment yesterday.  Just a regular check-up, though he hasn’t been feeling great.  He’s had a cold since about half-way through our visit up north and it’s been very slowly working it course through his system.  But his doctor had him get the H1N1 vaccine while he was at the clinic yesterday.  And now he has the flu.

Did anyone else see that coming?

Now would be the appropriate time to start betting on whether or not I’m going to catch H1N1 from him.  I’m starting to feel a little achy, but I’ve got an immune system like a tank.  So there’s a chance I’ll catch it.  But there’s also a chance that my white blood cells will roll over any invading forces like a humvee over rubber duckies.  It could go either way.

Place your bets!

I’m looking forward to Friday.  I’m not planning on doing anything in particular, but just being done with work for the week is going to be a treat.  Plus, everybody keeps hoping it’s going to snow.  We’re expecting rain and temperatures between 27 – 38 degrees.  It’s great!  I hope we get flurries.  I’ll drive to the store and watch all the southerners grab up all the milk, bread, and Pop-Tarts.  And the kids will try to go sledding on anything more than half an inch deep.  And people will drive 5 miles an hour and still end up in the ditch.

You know?  I think I’ll stay home.  Those people are crazy!

I’ll stay home and curl up in a window where I can look out at the weather.  And I’ll read books and write thank you notes and take care of Justin, who I can guarantee will still be sick.  And we’ll know by then if I’m going to get sick, too.  I’ll put on my warm socks and an oversized shirt and listen to music.  It sounds wonderful.  Can tomorrow be Friday instead of Thursday?  That’d be great.  I can’t think of anything special about tomorrow, so we can just skip it, m’kay?

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Maybe I shouldn’t write while not feeling well . . .

Monday, November 16th, 2009

I stayed home from work today because my wonderfully loving husband shared his cold with me.  He’s a wonderful man.  And he was completely supportive of me staying home and watching TV all day even though he had to go to work when he was dealing with this thing.  But it’s a nasty cold, ya’ll!  It’s one of those that completely stops up your nose and then you wake up in the middle of the night and realize that you’re snoring like a lumberjack because you absolutely cannot breathe through your nose.   And your body can’t decide if you’re hot or if you’re cold, so you wake up sweating and then sit there shivering a few hours later.

It’s been fun.  And we had to miss dinner with friends yesterday because we didn’t want to share this with them.  That wasn’t as much fun.

I was going somewhere with this . . . .

I am feeling much better now.  And I did manage to get some things accomplished.  I went to a chiropractic appointment and to the post office.  Yesterday I went through receipts and balanced the checkbook and cleaned my office.  And I’ve watched many, many hours of Numb3rs.  So the whole thing has balanced out.  And, like I said, I’m feeling much better now.

Not well enough to go to Zumba, but I’ll go next week.

Do you remember what I was doing last November?  I was doing that whole NaBloPoMo thing where I posted every single day.  I think it was November.  I’ll have to go check.  But you notice?  I’m not that crazy this year!  I’m not getting out of bed to go post something so I can have something every day.  I think it’s an improvement on my mental state.  There are enough other things.

My mother in law is arriving on Thursday.  My sister in law’s last day of school is Thursday or Friday, I’m not sure, and then we’re all going to Orlando for the weekend, to spend time with Justin’s ex-step-mom and her husband (that’s such a fun relationship to explain, but we *love* them).  So we’ll be there for the weekend and then Justin and I will come back up home because we have to work.  But his mom and sister will stay down there until Thanksgiving and then fly back to Vermont.

I swear, there was something else I was going to talk about.

This is the problem I’ve been having all weekend.  I’m not having much trouble talking or writing, the actual process of it.  But, gosh, if I don’t make any sense at all.  I left messages for my boss and manager guy and I’m pretty sure I rambled on for like a minute about how I wasn’t feeling well but that I was all caught up and if anything happened, a coworker could handle it for sure and I’d be in on Tuesday and I’m sorry I’m not feeling better and I’m going to go to bed now.  It’s a good thing I work with nice people.

We’re having a pot-luck lunch tomorrow for Thanksgiving, since people will be gone next week.  And then I have a lunch meeting on Wednesday about a newsletter that we’ve been completely failing to get out since before the furlough.  The furlough in JULY.  It’d probably go better if he’d just give it to me instead of saying that he’ll do it and putting it off more and more and more.  I’m a little irritated with him today, but that’s because of something else.  Actually, not it’s not.  It’s because he’s a poor planner and organizer and it’s what he’s supposed to be *doing* for the company and when he fails, he makes the program look bad and that frustrates me.

Anyway!  I just got a call from my handsome man and he’s picking up dinner from the grocery store after his very first chiropractic appointment and then coming home, so I’m going to wrap this up so I’m ready for him to get home so I can ask all about his appointment.

But I hope you’re all doing very well!  And not at all sick because it’s terrible, even if you do get to sit around in pajamas watching TV.

And Mom, I’ll see what I can do about the text when I’m feeling a little more . . . coherent.

Cheers!

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