Taking another approach

I wish the kids would just lie still so I could rest, fluid, fluid, rest. Instead I have to feed, feed, change diaper, feed, basically I have to function even though I can hardly stand to get out of my bed.
UGH!
 
As yesterday continued on I started to feel better till about 4pm then I felt like utter crap again. I ended up taking my daughter and myself to the dr; I'm just viral but she has pnemunomia; good grief! I wasn't expecting that.
The good thing about that is she's on an antibiotic and should be feeling better soon where as I don't know because it just has to run its course. I was told I need to lay off the working out for a few days. My body is run down. So I guess I'm out till Monday.
Here's the thing. Being couped up in the house makes me crazy. I need to go out and get groceries then I'm thinking maybe I'll go the the Y to steam and shower and bring my books to study.
So that's my plan. I'm feeling better this morning so I'm getting up.
Have a great day everyone!
 
Still sick! I had hoped to go to bed last night and sleep tight and wake up ready to go to the running clinic even if I couldn't run just to go and get the info. Then I had planned on going to Hot Yoga at 10. NADDA!
Up most of the night with extreme pain in my right ear and coughing up a storm. Woke up this morning with fluid in my ear; I assume my ear drum burst somewhere in the night. The pain in my ear is gone but my head is completely stuffed. I cannot hear much through the fog and I'm a little dizzy.
I'm staying in bed most of the day reading my ACE book doing work and messing around on the internet. I just started a blog, that's what boredom will do to you.
I'm hopeful for tomorrow.
 
Waking up better today than yesterday. Because of that I have hope; I swear sometimes that's all there is in life, just keep up hope. I have friends and even a husband who just is more down than up. I cannot imagine living life that way. There is always an hour from now, a day from now, a week or even 10 years. For those who this that this is it, well, it isn't. Life is an ever revolving door. So much of it is chance but that chance is based on what you are putting into it.
Today, I'm putting in. Both feet to the best of my body's ability.
 
Another day off. My throat is no longer hurting but my ear is still completely plugged. I think I could run the 4 miles scheduled for today but I don't think it's the best idea. Truly the hardest part for me is learning to not push myself harder than my body can handle. I just keep assuming that my body can do anything, push through anything but maybe that isn't the best thing for it.
1 more day of "rest". I really should just enjoy lying in bed a little longer this morning drinking coffee. 2 of the boys are sleeping and Pryor is lying next to me watching cartoonies. Life is pretty OK! Again, today I'm going to pay attention to the little things I miss while running around getting everything ready for the day.
Have a great one!
 
I am so nervous; I just realized that today is the day that 3D Racing is going to announce their sponsor picks for this year.
I can hardly stand it. I hope one of those spots have been assigned to Jimmy!!!
I've got to start on chores to occupy my mind and my hands.
 
He did not get sponsored. I know I shouldn't be as disappointed as I am but....I am. I also know that this is the first time he's ever tried to get sponsored and I shouldn't expect to have it handed to us so easily but...I am.
I just really wanted everyone else to see the potential that I see but of course I'm sorta blinded by love.
Now the work begins and I need to start seeking sponsorships. I'm not sure how to start this process. I found a web site but of course they charge $25 to tell me how to go about it. I think I'm going to start with our local sporting good stores and the Y. We shall see if I have any salesmanship abilities. The best part is I'm pretty excited and I think my product (hahaha) is the best around.
Tonight I make a list of the places I need to start hitting up. One more task on my list. I'm either balls to the wall or lying down drinking coffee. There isn't much inbetween with me anymore.

Today while I was trying to occupy my time and my mind and my hands I started going through piles and piles of clothes that need to be sorted for either GoodWill or the Consignment shop or whomever. I really worked my ass off and had our entire entry way filled, with a small walkway to get in and out our front door, with baby and all my fat clothes. I had everthing from 20W down to size 12 for myself. I started trying some of my old clothes on and was amazed, again, at how far I've come since starting this journey. The good thing is I've since had people who want all different sizes of my stuff and a bunch of my baby items. What a cleansing day!

Hopefully tomorrow I will be able to exercise. I'm so full of pent up energy I feel like I'm on speed. I cannot not workout for this many days in a row. I feel NUTS!
I hope I can sleep.
 
Have enjoyed reading your diary for the last ten minutes or so. You have my utmost respect for all the work you do. You must be noticing changes in your measurements. I am in the category of "don't want to work as hard as you" at the moment. Working out like you is hard hard work. I'm glad you're getting high as a result of your training.
 
It's so funny I was just going to jump on here and post that "I'm in LOVE" with working out. I feel like it's a drug pulling me back today if only for a swim and a steam. Me, going in just to swim and I'm excited about it because I get to move.
It doens't feel like "work". It feels empowering and exciting and.....I can't even find the word other than when I hit that spot, that place where sweat just starts and I tilt my chin up just a touch....if I could bottle that up and sell it it'd be a MILLIONAIRE!
And yes I have dropped inches like mad. It only takes a small amount for pants to fit just a little better. Yesterday in going through all my clothes to give away I went through my "hope I'll fit into by this 2011 summer" stuff and it's all too big. I'm giving away my smallest ever clothes. It's so much better than I ever could have imagined, feeling light and small and fit and....again, I can't find the right word.
Never in my life did I think I would be writing these things out. NEVER.
Thank you. You never know where each person's journey will take them. Good luck to you, Happychubette. The journey through weight loss is so personal. I hope you find your bliss!
 
How rediculous of me to think I could swim with my head still so stuffed up and my ear all plugged. I tried but could only swim 25 meters and need to stop and rest a minute then I'd go at it again until I couldn't take it anymore and I just flipped over on my back and did it for a while that way. Sometimes.....
Because that didn't work I decided I'd go to SBBC. I walked in and this other person was instructing Kettlebell. Apparently our regular instructor was out and she was subbing. It was awful, let that be a lesson to me that if nothing else make sure you are inspiring and motivating and excited about what you are trying to teach others. That class would make me never want to exercise again if I didn't know there were other things to do that were amazing. I actually walked out after the first 1/2. I found out that she is a regular instructor, I cannot even imagine going to one of her classes on purpose! NO WAY!
Hot Yoga tonight, YEA!
 
I don't know how to handle this next few days before the race. I still am all stuffed up; I don't know if I should give a good workout today and take off tomorrow and do a short run on Friday. Or wait another day and run 2 short runs back to back before the race......

I really don't know.
 
What is so amazing of our bodies is that it will do what we ask it to do. Yesterday I did go to the Y and I did run. I felt the best of the day while I was running that 3 miles but as soon as I stopped I felt like crap again.
Here's what I think about that; I asked my body to run and my mind hit its "bliss". It's like it didn't know it was supposed to conserve energy to fight this illness. The minute and I mean minute I stopped by mind remembered my body was sick and I felt like shit!
I lefted, dropped Clarke off at school and went home. Both little boys were sleeping so I put them to bed and went to bed myself. I stayed in bed from 1 pm until 6:15 this morning. I wouldn't have even gotten up other than I needed to make sure the older kids were getting up.
I'm staying home all day today and just putzing around the house. The boys are all awake and thanks to microwave food they have breakfast. I'm still sick!!! How much longer is this going to go on?
I leave for my race tomorrow. I need a miracle!
 
Today I made a decision. I called my running partners and bailed on this race and this weekend. I'm just too sick. I'm so disgusted and disappointed but I would not be able to do it. I have spent my time since reminding myself that there will be other races and other trips away with just us girls, this is not the only or the last.
I am so thankful the girls weren't upset. They are going on without me. I'm sure my feelings for that will change come Sat morning when they will be running and I will be lying in my bed awaiting the text that says they are done and it was AWESOME!
My running life is now a waiting game.
 
I'm not depressed anymore; I'm thankful I made a responsible decision to not run a race my body was not healthy enough to run.
I think I have finally turned the sick corner and I see health in my future. It has been a long hard 11 days but because I chose to stay home I'm sure I'll be back to my old self by day 14.
A pisser in addition to my being sick was that I was trying to carb load now I'm just feeling bloated. Today I go back to counting my calories and ratios for the next week or so to see that I'm eating appropriate amounts of carbs, proteins and fats. I'm going back to eating my rainbow of flavors and colors which I've been neglecting. I feel me creeping back in and it feels good!!!
Hopped on the scale this morning and I've broken through another plateau, I'm down to 145.9. I've never been below 146, I know I know it's just a smidge but a smidge in the right direction. I've got 10lbs left to reach my ultimate goal of 135, even 135.9 would count.
I'm going to the Y this morning to steam and walk while my other running friends run. Hopefully I can keep my will power strong and just WALK. Then I await the news from Mt. Pleasant. I hope Dawn breaks her mental goal because her body goal time could be my faster.
Hope is creeping in!
 
Dawn called just before the race for a pep talk. She was outside in her car waiting because it was so cold she couldn't stand out there. She said there were only like 60 participants running the 1/2 and this race was unchipped, keep your own time. She was contemplating just driving back to the hotel; maybe not really but she wasn't looking forward to the run. She said the absolute best thing was that the shirt she got for running the race said "You may think I'm crazy, but I think you're lazy". AWESOME! I registered for the race and she picked up my packet so I get that shirt. Yes, I know I didn't officially earn it but next weekend in our marathon training I get to run a 1/2 so I've decided I'm going to run it like a race, if of course I'm healthy enough. We'll see what my legs have left in them after all this time off.
Dawn finally called to let me know she finished. She said it was awful but amazing, the run was down an unpaved dirt road with fields on each side. The wind was awful and by mile 6 she couldn't feel her lips. OUCH! Doesn't even matter, she finished in 2:27:00 unofficially. She did a great job.

Oh, I ate lots and lots of colors today; green, purple, blue, red, white, orange. They were eating in both fruits and veggies. It felt great to eat healthily instead of just what I can get down or without thinking constantly about how many carbs I've consumed.
I've started counting calories and ratios again, today I consumed 1580 with 31% fat, 44% carbs, 25% protein. Damn peanut butter and avacado, fat just goes up and up and up.
Overall not too bad for the 1st day back in. Amazingly I hadn't gained any weight over this past week but I'm afraid another week without much exercise will just make me balloon. Probably an unrealistic thought but I don't want to have lost all this shit to gain even 1 real pound of fat back on. I'm not going back!
 
Day 2 counting calories and I don't know. I was at 1251 after my dinner of blue moon beer but everything went down hill from there. Bloody mary's at another pub and more beer led to chips and black bean dip led to me getting home after midnight hammered staggering into bed. I hate drinking!
Unfortunately, I'm awake and it's not even 6 am because I'm afraid if I fall back to sleep I won't wake up to make sure the older kids are up getting ready for school.
I'm supposed to be going to the Y today and running because I've decided if I'm going to be sick then fine, at least I'll have 4 miles when I won't feel it. Now that just seems rediculous and I think I should stay home and sleep.
This is exactly how people get off track. Something stops their groove and it's so hard to find it again. I know sitting home will not make me feel any better but I also know how much work it will entail to get my shit together and the kids together to get out of the house to workout.
I can sometimes be quite a pitiful soul!
 
Yesterday I finally got up and everyone ready for the Y, went out to start the van and...click click click, it was dead. Jimmy couldn't get home to jump me so I was out of commission as far as working out.
Last night Walter was up with pooping issues so I'm out again today. I'd go for a run from home today but we have freezing rain here so that's not an option. Jimmy offered to let me go tonight but I'm not sure if I even want to. I've been funktified!
 
I'm up and I'm hopeful. It has been over a week since I have done anything physical and longer than that if you discount that 1 3 mile run. Today I'm back and I'm talking myself up as to how great it's going to feel.
I have a feeling that once I get back in the swing I'll feel like a million bucks but with it having been so long since I've worked out I've forgotten what my "BLISS" feels like.
I have a goal for today
Run an easy 4 miles
Strength train, light
Run an easy 2 miles
My running partners are planning on running outside so it looks like I'm on my own but that's OK. I've set up my ipod and it's ready to give me some loud, pulsating, energizing music.
I'm having issue with my running group. There are a few ladies who enjoy doing this on their own. There are a few ladies, I've discovered, who are only doing this for the female companionship. Then, there are those of us left are actually looking for running partners. Nicole has stated that this has become too much about running and not enough about friendship so it is less inviting to her. I don't know what to say about that, it annoys me. If you can't tell I'm not someone who needs a lot of encouragement, every now and then I do but mostly I know what I want and I'm willing to go get it; with others is just a bonus not the whole package. I wasn't in this for the friendship so I don't quite get it. It has created drama and that's not what I was looking for either. I know friendship is great and I would be friends with any of these ladies without them running with me or running at all but it seems the old addage is true, get too many women together and there's bound to be a cat fight.
Dawn, the ever peace maker, has stated that we run when we want and post on our FB page. No pressure. I agree but Nicole has said she will show up and we have waited for her and in the end she's not coming. I feel like if you don't want to run in a group that's fine but dont' say you're going to and then leave everyone else hanging. No one else seems to be irritated with this but me, I don't get it. Anyway, I guess me running alone today is looking even better. 1st day back, I'm not looking for anymore drama! but, I feel like because I'm the only one bugged I'm the one creating the drama.....good grief, this is why I don't have many friends!
 
Today, again, did not work out like I expected it to. I did make it to the Y and I did run and strength train but I am so weak.
My run was a slow for me 1 mile then a 1 minute walk then 1 more mile run. My strength training was a little more normal but definately difficult but I certainly couldn't run again after.
Truly it was great to be back regardless of my workout. I cannot tell you how I love walking in that place! I feel like I walking into my home.
I sure hope I get to make it back there again tomorrow. I'll try for at least another 2 miles.
 
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