I don't want to type the whole thing out again, so here's a link to my regular blog: http://acaptiveaudience.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-wrong-with-my-foot.html
To sum up, after running last Wednesday, my right foot hurt.
Now, a week later, it still hurts, and I can't wear regular shoes. There's a lump and a red spot.
Not good!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Totally Lost Control
So I was actually doing fairly well with eating, soda intake and exercise until 1/19.
January 19th was a very traumatic day for me. For all details, you can read HERE, but to paraphrase, as I was getting ready to go to the gym, my four year old daughter jumped off the couch and smacked her mouth. Her upper canines both went through her lip. Her lateral incisor was badly broken, and both of her top front incisors were pushed out of place. We went to the family dentist, who referred us to someone who could sedate her. It was decided to remove all three damaged teeth.
My daughter took the experience very, very hard. She was really, really upset. She didn't want anyone but me to see her, and she was even iffy about me. She slept with the covers over her head so nobody would see her mouth while she slept. She refused to eat or drink for days. Going to the gym or leaving her alone for even a second was completely out of the question.
I was really traumatized too- it's always difficult to see something bad happen to your child, but it made it doubly worse because I watched it happen, and I also have mouth issues. I don't know why, blood, guts, etc don't bother me, but anything going wrong in the mouth really upsets me.
The stress and trauma of the whole thing made me lose my self control when it came to mountain dew. I fell off the wagon, and in a big way.
It took a couple of weeks, but S has emotionally recovered from the whole thing, and is mostly fine now. I was able to go back to the gym after a week- she was willing to go to the daycare, and willing to be left with dh.
I'm back to the gym as usual, but drinking mountain dew, and a lot of it- I'm having at least a 24 oz bottle a day, and some days, an entire liter. I am also ridiculously pleased because I found mountain dew pajama pants, and bought them for a dollar. WOOT!
My eating has never been much of a problem, but I find I'm craving fattier foods. I'm also eating until I'm uncomfortably full, and I usually only do that like once a year, but I've found I've done it a couple times a week.
At this point, I'm only up about 2 lbs from where I was a month ago, and given my dietary habits, I'm amazed that's all I've gained.
I'm hoping that by blogging it, I will be motivated to get back into the game.
I'm considering drastically cutting my breads- maybe only have one serving a day. I definitely need to wean myself down from the 'dew.
As far as the gym, since "THE INCIDENT", I've had trouble talking myself into running. I think I've only ran once since then. I've done bike, elliptical, kick boxing, and some other weird cardio machine at the gym. I am considering running intervals- running at a really good clip, like 6-6.5 mph for 2 minutes, then recover 3 minutes, and repeat for 45 minutes. Everyone I've talked to who does intervals reports really high heart rates at first, but eventually sees a dramatic decrease in heart rate. I really, really need to figure out how cut my heart rate, it is still so high after years of work. I don't know what I'm doing wrong there. I never did go to a cardiologist; I probably ought to go to one who specializes in athletes who could make me feel better (or warn me away) from certain heart rate zones.
January 19th was a very traumatic day for me. For all details, you can read HERE, but to paraphrase, as I was getting ready to go to the gym, my four year old daughter jumped off the couch and smacked her mouth. Her upper canines both went through her lip. Her lateral incisor was badly broken, and both of her top front incisors were pushed out of place. We went to the family dentist, who referred us to someone who could sedate her. It was decided to remove all three damaged teeth.
My daughter took the experience very, very hard. She was really, really upset. She didn't want anyone but me to see her, and she was even iffy about me. She slept with the covers over her head so nobody would see her mouth while she slept. She refused to eat or drink for days. Going to the gym or leaving her alone for even a second was completely out of the question.
I was really traumatized too- it's always difficult to see something bad happen to your child, but it made it doubly worse because I watched it happen, and I also have mouth issues. I don't know why, blood, guts, etc don't bother me, but anything going wrong in the mouth really upsets me.
The stress and trauma of the whole thing made me lose my self control when it came to mountain dew. I fell off the wagon, and in a big way.
It took a couple of weeks, but S has emotionally recovered from the whole thing, and is mostly fine now. I was able to go back to the gym after a week- she was willing to go to the daycare, and willing to be left with dh.
I'm back to the gym as usual, but drinking mountain dew, and a lot of it- I'm having at least a 24 oz bottle a day, and some days, an entire liter. I am also ridiculously pleased because I found mountain dew pajama pants, and bought them for a dollar. WOOT!
My eating has never been much of a problem, but I find I'm craving fattier foods. I'm also eating until I'm uncomfortably full, and I usually only do that like once a year, but I've found I've done it a couple times a week.
At this point, I'm only up about 2 lbs from where I was a month ago, and given my dietary habits, I'm amazed that's all I've gained.
I'm hoping that by blogging it, I will be motivated to get back into the game.
I'm considering drastically cutting my breads- maybe only have one serving a day. I definitely need to wean myself down from the 'dew.
As far as the gym, since "THE INCIDENT", I've had trouble talking myself into running. I think I've only ran once since then. I've done bike, elliptical, kick boxing, and some other weird cardio machine at the gym. I am considering running intervals- running at a really good clip, like 6-6.5 mph for 2 minutes, then recover 3 minutes, and repeat for 45 minutes. Everyone I've talked to who does intervals reports really high heart rates at first, but eventually sees a dramatic decrease in heart rate. I really, really need to figure out how cut my heart rate, it is still so high after years of work. I don't know what I'm doing wrong there. I never did go to a cardiologist; I probably ought to go to one who specializes in athletes who could make me feel better (or warn me away) from certain heart rate zones.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Back up
Well, I'm back up to the 149 range. Le sigh.
I did go back to the gym this week, and it was really nice to be back. I wasn't nearly as weak as I thought I'd be. Here's what I did this week:
Mon: Jogged. I actually jogged 25 minutes without stopping. Amazing! Now, I was only going 4.5 mph, but still, to run that long continuously is a big achievement to me. Add to the fact that I hadn't exercised in 2 weeks previously, and was so sick, it's headed into the miracle catagory. After the jogging, I did some walking and ab work.
Tue: Weights. Ouch. I had to dodge all of the NYRDS (New Year's Resolution Dieters). I was squished up against a wall, had no risers with my step, and had the dregs of the weights. But, Charlene is a fantastic instructor, and she worked us hard.
Thursday: Kick Boxing. I expected more madness at the gym, but I actually had my own bag, which almost never happens. Of course, I usually try to get a partner because then I'm not trying to chase my bag all over the room. I twisted my ankle, which made me feel like a total dork. It's kind of ached ever since.
Friday: Weights. Again, I was dodging NYRDS, but I had better weights, and the instructor, Carin, gave me a couple risers. Ouch Ouch Ouch.
Saturday: I didn't have a lot of time, since I was volunteering in the daycare, but I went out and jogged another 25 minutes. Still at 4.5 mph, but really, it wasn't bad at all. I could've gone longer but 1- I was only supposed to be gone 30 minutes and 2- I left my iPod at home, and it's really hard for me to maintain my motivation without tunes.
I did go back to the gym this week, and it was really nice to be back. I wasn't nearly as weak as I thought I'd be. Here's what I did this week:
Mon: Jogged. I actually jogged 25 minutes without stopping. Amazing! Now, I was only going 4.5 mph, but still, to run that long continuously is a big achievement to me. Add to the fact that I hadn't exercised in 2 weeks previously, and was so sick, it's headed into the miracle catagory. After the jogging, I did some walking and ab work.
Tue: Weights. Ouch. I had to dodge all of the NYRDS (New Year's Resolution Dieters). I was squished up against a wall, had no risers with my step, and had the dregs of the weights. But, Charlene is a fantastic instructor, and she worked us hard.
Thursday: Kick Boxing. I expected more madness at the gym, but I actually had my own bag, which almost never happens. Of course, I usually try to get a partner because then I'm not trying to chase my bag all over the room. I twisted my ankle, which made me feel like a total dork. It's kind of ached ever since.
Friday: Weights. Again, I was dodging NYRDS, but I had better weights, and the instructor, Carin, gave me a couple risers. Ouch Ouch Ouch.
Saturday: I didn't have a lot of time, since I was volunteering in the daycare, but I went out and jogged another 25 minutes. Still at 4.5 mph, but really, it wasn't bad at all. I could've gone longer but 1- I was only supposed to be gone 30 minutes and 2- I left my iPod at home, and it's really hard for me to maintain my motivation without tunes.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Final Weigh In
This ended up being a really tough month for me, but not due to temptations and parties, like I thought it would be.
I ended up sick. Really, seriously sick. Like in and out of the ER sick. I got an abscess in my tonsil that got to the point where it was interfering with my breathing. It completely messed up my Christmas, which was a complete bummer.
For the past couple weeks, "exercise" has been walking from the bed to the kitchen, or the bathroom. Yesterday was the first day I went without a nap in quite a while. I feel seriously weak and wiped out.
Because of this, I lost a great amount of weight. The problem is, I think it's probably muscle weight, and now that my throat is healing up, I think it'll probably come right back on.
I'm seriously considering joining Karilynn's challenge. I'm a little disappointed with how this competition ended. I feel so weak and sick and tired still, and I'd anticipated waking up New Year's Day feeling strong, and firm and skinny. I am lighter than I was when I started, which is good. I bought a new pair of jeans a couple days ago, and I LOOOOVE how they fit, and how I feel in them. Having said that, nothing would make me happier than to pass them to my daughter at the end of the month because I've shrunk out of them.
Thank you all for all of the support. This has been a wonderful experience for me, and I've had a lot of fun.
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