08 July 2005

Wow, do I feel better....

After feeling fat and stuffed and just generally yucky for the last couple of weeks this week has been great. It's amazing what the mental attitude can do for you. I've been "faking" it all week and it's starting to take just like I knew it would.

Yesterday I did not feel like riding my bike again so I broke out the treadmill. Now my ankle has been bad but was really getting better. So I walked as fast as I could and then tried running. I could not run right and it hurt my ankle so I just walked most of the time. After I was done my ankle hurt really bad. When I was showering I noticed that my ankle was bruised; I think I didn't notice it before because of the swelling. Once the swelling went away I could see the bruise. Anyway, it hurt bad, real bad, all morning and I was starting to get worried. Then suddenly around noon the pain just went away and it didn't really bother me the rest of the day. Weird!!!! This morning it's a little sore but I think it stiffens up overnight and it takes awhile to work it loose. Unfortunately I am coming to the conclusion that I will not be able to race in the morning. I am seriously bummed. That will be 2 races I've missed because of this ankle. But if I take off and let it heal completely I'll be able to run next weekend.

Food has been really good except for the ice cream 2 nights in a row; have to knock that off...... Otherwise things are going well. I'm really feeling great. Even with the ice cream I have not stuffed myself all week so that's a huge improvement. I noticed that I still get tired around 2:30 - 3:00 pm every single day and even if I don't eat a piece of candy it goes away. Imagine that!!!

This was my morning off exercise but I guess I should get to work.....

06 July 2005

I've declared war on my neighbor!!!

I can't believe some people, it makes me fucking crazy. This guy moved in 2 houses down with 2 pit bulls. First, here's the set up. I live on the beach. My house has no yard, you step out the back door and you're on the beach. I also have 3 dogs (1 a pit bull) that have lived here their entire lives. They think they own the beach. So this idiot moves in with the 2 pits. Now everyone around here who has dogs is very considerate of everyone else. If you're on the beach with your dogs the neighbors wait till you're done then take their dogs out. It has worked out really well for 12 years. So this asshole moves in with the 2 pits. He lets these fucking dogs run loose when he's not home or when he's home but got the door closed. Now how the hell can you watch your dogs when the freaking door is closed. I've called the Humane Society and reported this guy once. They were going to send him a letter but apparently that didn't do any good. How can people be so rude and inconsiderate??? How can you claim to really love your dogs yet let them run loose with absolutely no supervision??? What a freaking idiot!!!! I'm on hold with the Humane Society right now to complain yet again.

Okay, enough of that. I stepped on the scale this morning and it said 163.5. Now either I lost 4 lbs in 24 hours (I don't think so) or that 167 was the result of water retention due to A) sitting on my ass all weekend; B) TTOM; C) not drinking enough water or D) all of the above. So I feel fine about the whole stinking thing. I got up and rode my bike again this morning. You know, I forget how much fun bike riding is like 10 minutes after I stop. I always enjoy my ride yet when I think about going for a ride I get all whiney and pathetic, " I don't want to drag my bike out and put those funny shorts on that feel like I'm wearing a diaper and it might rain, blah, blah, blah!!!!"

So it's been another good day and I'm pleased. I'm off to have some blackened ahi for dinner and probably go to bed early.....

05 July 2005

167.5!!!!!!!

That' s what the scale said this morning when I got up. Now normally I would have had a cow but today I didn't. I looked at that number, thought about how I'd been laying around on my butt for 3 days because of my ankle, thought about it being TTOM, and said, "Self, you better get your ass moving!!" And I did. Right out the door on a bike ride. The rest of today went just as well food wise and I am feeling super happy tonight (and not near so fat :)

One thing I'm really trying to work on is how fast I eat. Now I come from a family of 7 kids and if you wanted food you moved fast or you lost out. That's a habit I'm really having a hard time with but I'm trying. I've taken to not reading anything while I eat and am trying to put my fork down between bites. My 2 coworkers are thin and I watch them. They do not hurry at all. They put the food down between bites. They get up and walk away. They leave food on their plate. That's what I'm trying to be like. Eat slow, eat conciously, and relax - the food is not going anywhere.

So inspite of what the scale said it was a great day :)

03 July 2005

do you love long weekends or what???

I love the fact that it's Sunday and I still have another day off - WOO HOOO!!!

Okay, I've had some major successes in the last 2 days and want to get them down before I slip back into my funk of last week. So yesterday I decided I was going to fake it till it was real. Well, what a huge difference that made. I went to WW with a whole different attitude and didn't even get crazy over the gain. I took the time to make my breakfast and take it with me. After the meeting I went to Safeway and picked up some power bars for my long ass run. I then took mysself off to go trail running. This was done with no fear and complete confidence that my left ankle would be absolutely fine. And it was. My right ankle was totally another story. An hour into my run at the turmaround point (read farthest from my car point) I twist my right ankle. I get up and immediately start walking on it determined it was not going to slow me down (also I was an hour run from my car - hello). I walked for awhile and it really did feel fine so I ran some more, and it was still fine. I ran into these folks on the trail who would not step aside and let me pass so I followed them for a good bit at a much slower pace than I was going. When I finally got past them I started running again but I was running too fast. Not 3 minutes later I twisted my ankle again. Of course, by this time I was also getting tired and my muscles were getting weaker. So I walked back to the car and the ankle really didn't feel that bad.

I had some errands to run so off I went. When I finally got home 2 1/2 hours later the ankle was sore but not real bad. So I laid down and put it up to rest it. When I got up 1/2 hour later I was in agony. But, and this really is the important part, I did not give in to the down side of all this. I could have started crying (and I wanted to a time or two) and moaning about how I would be laid up for the next week or so, waa waa waa. I didn't I just carried on like all was well. We went and saw War of the Worlds (which was good inspite of Tom freakazoid Cruise). At the movies I had some popcorn and soda but it was all planned for. We picked up Chinese for dinner and I split a plate with Charlie so that was all good. So inspite of my ankle I count yesterday as a raging success. Oh yeah, I had plans to get up and exercise this morning.

Well, this morning came around and the ankle was kind of a little worse. I decided that exercise was probably not a good idea. We went out to breakfast and I put my fork down between every bite and left a little something of everything I had. These are majorly huge successes for me. I eat really fast so slowing down in any way is good. And I always eat everything when we eat out. So leaving something - huge!! So today has been a raging success also. Right, dinner tonight is a salad with bbq chicken - how great is that????

Tomorrow morning I'm supposed to run a 5k. I really want to do it because there are only 184 people signed up so the odds are good I'll win something. But my ankle...... I don't know what to do. I guess I'll play it by ear in the morning....

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