Current Happenings

Sunday, January 17, 2016

A Little Less Fluff

I am feeling pretty awesome, this morning. There is no pouting going on over here.... so far. lol :p My husband brought me a hot coffee, with heavy cream. So good. That is one benefit of cutting the sugar. I get to have full fat things, and they go a long way in making up for what I've given up. I have a little pep in my step right now, after having checked in on my progress. With just a few days under my belt, I'm down 4.6 lbs. . Woohoo. :) I don't need "Biggest Loser" kind of numbers, in order to be happy. It just feels good when pushing through the bread cravings actually shows itself to be worth something. I'm thinking that what I want to do is schedule an appointment with my doctor, for around my birthday. So, I can go and show her how much I was able to accomplish, without taking the pills that make me sick. That should serve as good motivation to not fall of the wagon, eh? Baby steps.

My doctor is one of the sweetest medical professionals that I've met. I just want to squeeeeeesh her in a fluffy hug...... except that that would be weird. It's particularly strange on my part, because she doesn't pull any punches when it comes to telling me that I'm a big ole fluffermuffin.  It comes with offers to help, since she can see from my bloodwork and exams that I have a lot going wrong with my hormones. Her help is just .... uncomfortable. I don't want to take pills. For as much as I whine about missing bread, noodles, and cake, it is still more comfortable than that sick feeling that the pills give me. I can either feel like I'm going to vomit and pass out, or I can just buck up and inflict the low-carby pain on myself. 

Bring on the pain?  um.... yeah.... Bring on the pain!!!

Sure. lol

Have I mentioned how much more interesting it is to do this, while eating a Biblically kosher diet? My husband joked with me the other day about not having pork rinds. He's a goofy guy. Yup, no porcine "food" products, unlike the last time that I was kind to myself, and cut down on my carbs. I was doing so well with keeping my weight under control, before I got pregnant with my twins. Now, I think that I'm ready to get on with the getting on, because my hurts and out-of-whack hormones aren't going to just fix themselves. If I'm going to be in pain anyway, why not choose to inflict it on myself, for an overall benefit? At some point, maybe I can feel better. I already feel less foggy-headed, even though I still have a bit of brain fog from my hypothyroidism. I feel much clearer. I've already been able to wear some jeans that had been uncomfortable, and had been relegated to the further recesses of my drawer. Every little baby step is a win.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

I could use a cookie.....

Seriously.

Cooooooooookie..........

I gave up most of my carbs, except for some pretty little vegetables. I'm pretty sure that it is making me a little bit crazy. I know that it is going to get better. I just have to get through this rough part first. On the plus side, even for my funky thyroid problems, I'm feeling a little perkier. I need to start journaling my daily observations about how I feel, so I can tell when I start to feel more healthful, instead of sad and sick.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Knocking the Dust Off

It's been a while since I've used this blog, but I think it is a good time to knock the dust off. The other day, I woke up with the idea that I just needed to start being careful with my food, and that I need to start exercising again. There is no upset, no sense of disappointment or guilt. Instead, I do enjoy the idea of shedding some of my winter padding, getting ready for the harder work of gardening and landscaping,

I'm not looking at this like something that I need to attack and conquer. Instead, I want to just enjoy the walk, and be a bit more purposeful in how I feed myself and move. I am sure that the scale will gradually reflect the changes that I make.

While I don't want to call it a scheduled "cheat" day, I won't be preoccupied with food and exercise on Shabbat. It's just not going to be on my radar, that day. I will eat what is made available to me, and the most exercise I plan on getting is what comes naturally while playing and carrying toddlers.  All other days are fair game though.

Yesterday, I a logged my first mile, using Leslie Sansone's "Walk Away the Pounds". It felt good to DO something, even though I didn't feel so stellar WHILE I was doing it. I've been sick for weeks now, and I'm still not feeling wonderful. My chest is still tender, and my cough hasn't resolved yet. So, even small amounts of exercise are taxing. I'm not letting that get in the way thou. I'm actually hopeful that maybe moving more will help me recover.

My plan is to stick to just one mile per day, for two weeks. With the instability in my pelvis, I am hoping that this slow progress will build my strength gently enough that I can then move to two miles, without hurting myself. It seems wimpy to stop at just 18 minutes of exercise, but that is just my strong will, trying to write checks that my body is not ready to cash. That is kind of an on-running theme in my life. I always over-do it, and then end up hurting myself. I just need to make piece with the reality that I am a little more breakable than some other people. Maybe I don't have to run faster, lift more, and sweat a gallon every day. Somewhere, there is a happy medium place for me, doing enough, without doing too much. The only thing I'm going to shred is... Lettuce. I'm un-shredable. Sorry Jillian Michaels. I will have to gift tour DVD to someone else.

Thanks to drinking more water, and cutting back on the coffee and sugar, I've dropped a little water weight since yesterday. I'm down by 2.6 lbs. That's not too shabby.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Merging Blogs

Howdy! 


Being that I am just a wee bit busy with trying to keep up the house and take care of all the kiddos, I am going to just write about my fitness issues over on my usual family blog. It's too much to do, trying to remember to separate things and come over here to write, when I am already over there, blabbing about my daily happenings. 


Come on over!