Great day in a lot of ways. Not so perfect in others.
I handled both works well. All my classes went well. Better than expected, actually. Even after getting thrown off by a students long, long story in my last class. I'm even still on track.
Also found out I'm getting partially funded for my NYC trip next month. Need to start getting things lined up for that. I should be leaving in one month.
The audio job went fairly well, too. I got some criticism from my boss that was delivered well and I took it well, and we're trying to problem solve together. Part of my problem is that I am working too many hours and not getting everything done. (Note: I am not paid hourly.) So. I need help. Or a window of time to do nothing but get caught up.
I went to dinner with friends this evening. Had a really good time and lots of fun chatting and delicious food. But it was 'bad for me food.' I decided it'd be an experiment to see if Lact-aid (sp?) would help with my lactose intolerance. Excitingly, it did! And I got to eat fettucini alfredo!!! And then come home and eat ice cream!!! So. Yay dairy! Yay lactaid! Not so yay feeling like a fat ass. I did well all day up until dinner.
Dinner is pretty much my downfall.
I think it's gonna have to be the exception to go out for dinner. And the rule to stay in. And make healthy things. I've got breakfast and lunch down no problem.
Also. I told Diane this blog exists. I should send her the link.
Tomorrow I plan on working 10-6:30pm. There will be various breaks, but I can take my 'chromebook' and work some before and after breaks if needed. I want to walk in the morning but am not gonna force an early rise. It's not getting really hot until after noon or so, I should be fine. I also need to write two quizzes and a handout tomorrow for school.
I'm feeling less lost.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
Been a long while
Over two years.
In that time I gained a hell of a lot of weight back and had back surgery. The former had quite a bit to do with the latter.
And it's time to get my shit back together. I find always turn to blogging/writing when I reach this point. Hopefully that's a good thing and it will help.
I can run for the first time in a year next week. Doctor approved, safe running.
I need to start making better choices. That's what it all comes down to. Some say fate. Some say chance. I think it's a choice by choice thing.
And I need to make better ones.
About the way I eat (too much and not the right things), the way I think (pessimist overload), the way I sleep (a lot, but not well), and the way I work (too damn much and not in a time structured way.)
When I feel good I tend to make better choices.
I don't feel good.
Which means I need to make different choices.
Chicken and the egg.
Don't tell anyone, but if I started running a week and two days early....it wouldn't matter so much, would it?
It'd be a choice.
Right now I'm going to choose to do some prep reading for class tomorrow. I'm going toget coffee ready for breakfast. I'm going to make my lunch. I'm going to clean the litterbox; brush my teeth; wash my face; meditate for 10 minutes and be in bed by 10:30pm. Asleep by 11pm.
Up at 7am gives me time for a walk. Up at 6 time for a run. (But is that a choice I should make just yet?)
In that time I gained a hell of a lot of weight back and had back surgery. The former had quite a bit to do with the latter.
And it's time to get my shit back together. I find always turn to blogging/writing when I reach this point. Hopefully that's a good thing and it will help.
I can run for the first time in a year next week. Doctor approved, safe running.
I need to start making better choices. That's what it all comes down to. Some say fate. Some say chance. I think it's a choice by choice thing.
And I need to make better ones.
About the way I eat (too much and not the right things), the way I think (pessimist overload), the way I sleep (a lot, but not well), and the way I work (too damn much and not in a time structured way.)
When I feel good I tend to make better choices.
I don't feel good.
Which means I need to make different choices.
Chicken and the egg.
Don't tell anyone, but if I started running a week and two days early....it wouldn't matter so much, would it?
It'd be a choice.
Right now I'm going to choose to do some prep reading for class tomorrow. I'm going to
Up at 7am gives me time for a walk. Up at 6 time for a run. (But is that a choice I should make just yet?)
Monday, October 31, 2011
Gap
Remembered this evening a dream I had at some point this week, maybe even last night after the crazy atomic dream, about my teeth.
Someone was making fun of my gap teeth.
Which happened fairly often when I was a kid. Pre-braces. Always bothered me so much.
In my dream it didn't bother me it at all.
Someone was making fun of my gap teeth.
Which happened fairly often when I was a kid. Pre-braces. Always bothered me so much.
In my dream it didn't bother me it at all.
More.
Was working in a hospital. And I knew it was going to either blow up or be infected with something or that something horrible was going to happen. Someone told me secretly. Or I figured it out. Or both. And then I managed to escape by running outside in the nick of time and the ocean was right there so I ran into it and new I'd be safe.
After I met up with Steve somehow and we kept trying to figure out what i was going to to do with my life now. I was going to sell two houses and buy one. And things needed to be copied from a laptop but we knew there was an infection on it so we had to wait until it healed. We knew it would, just not when.
Everything was very vivid, and dark, and there were a lot of angry people...especially the people who were trying to infect/blow up the hospital and didn't want anyone to know. Also something about radiation? that the building was going to start holding radiation, but they kept telling us we'd be okay, but I knew we wouldn't. This was after the first blowup/infection there. It's all getting swirly in my head now. Back to bed.
After I met up with Steve somehow and we kept trying to figure out what i was going to to do with my life now. I was going to sell two houses and buy one. And things needed to be copied from a laptop but we knew there was an infection on it so we had to wait until it healed. We knew it would, just not when.
Everything was very vivid, and dark, and there were a lot of angry people...especially the people who were trying to infect/blow up the hospital and didn't want anyone to know. Also something about radiation? that the building was going to start holding radiation, but they kept telling us we'd be okay, but I knew we wouldn't. This was after the first blowup/infection there. It's all getting swirly in my head now. Back to bed.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Another dream
Went to bed drunkish.
Slept hard through the night.
Woke up around 6am to let Bailey out. When I went back to bed I had one of "those" dreams.
My parents were still alive again.
My mom was gradually getting sicker. And like me in real life, she kept eating and eating and eating throughout the dream and I knew that if she got heavier she'd get sicker, too, and I was so worried about that. And then we knew (Steve, Dad, me) that we had to clean house. Something about her being sick meant we had to clean out the entire house, repaint the walls, and then move back in. Part of my job was to clean out the refrigerator. BUT there were like 10 of them. And there were a lot of greens to throw away and the trash got too full so I decided to compost it all when I noticed all of these beds of beautifual rich soil...so I put the greens on top of them.
And then all these people showed up. I didn't know any of them and couldn't tell if they were there to throw out there trash, help me with my trash, or to steal the good stuff we had.
And then I had to make a pilgrimage to somewhre. Like Lufkin. And I had to walk. with all these people, and there were some really steep hills and I couldn't get up there so we made human chains and helped each other up. When I woke up that was the first thing I thought about, "I'm so glad I could just drive to Lufkin if I wanted."
I remember talking to my dad about how my mom was doing with the news she was getting sicker. And he said she was going in and out of reality. That she'd be sad and crying and then get more upset and talk about all the things she needed to do. This is when dad thought she was out of reality, but you know, probably not. These were her (my?) regrets. All the things she wanted to do, but couldn't now.
And then we started talking about Thanksgiving and I said I'd just make the whole meal (I usually did after she got sick) and then Steve said we should just go out to a restaurant instead. I don't remember how I felt about that in the dream.
Slept hard through the night.
Woke up around 6am to let Bailey out. When I went back to bed I had one of "those" dreams.
My parents were still alive again.
My mom was gradually getting sicker. And like me in real life, she kept eating and eating and eating throughout the dream and I knew that if she got heavier she'd get sicker, too, and I was so worried about that. And then we knew (Steve, Dad, me) that we had to clean house. Something about her being sick meant we had to clean out the entire house, repaint the walls, and then move back in. Part of my job was to clean out the refrigerator. BUT there were like 10 of them. And there were a lot of greens to throw away and the trash got too full so I decided to compost it all when I noticed all of these beds of beautifual rich soil...so I put the greens on top of them.
And then all these people showed up. I didn't know any of them and couldn't tell if they were there to throw out there trash, help me with my trash, or to steal the good stuff we had.
And then I had to make a pilgrimage to somewhre. Like Lufkin. And I had to walk. with all these people, and there were some really steep hills and I couldn't get up there so we made human chains and helped each other up. When I woke up that was the first thing I thought about, "I'm so glad I could just drive to Lufkin if I wanted."
I remember talking to my dad about how my mom was doing with the news she was getting sicker. And he said she was going in and out of reality. That she'd be sad and crying and then get more upset and talk about all the things she needed to do. This is when dad thought she was out of reality, but you know, probably not. These were her (my?) regrets. All the things she wanted to do, but couldn't now.
And then we started talking about Thanksgiving and I said I'd just make the whole meal (I usually did after she got sick) and then Steve said we should just go out to a restaurant instead. I don't remember how I felt about that in the dream.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Dreams
I don't know who reads here anymore, if anyone, but I need to write this down quickly before I forget so here goes.
Last night I lit my cleansing candle and wrote out all my intentions. Basically asking for light, peace, clean energy, and love. And to shoo away all the negative energy I seem to be carrying with me lately.
Toni warned me I might have odd dreams.
Not sure if it was the candle or the power of suggestion, but holy cow.
I dreamed that the drought was getting much worse. There was very little water left anywhere, and the world was becoming dehydrated. Everyone was getting sick. I, though, was somehow okay.
But. I was at Mom and Dad's house, where Nana and Smiley used to live. The last house. And I knew they were in the living room. Arguing about something. They seemed very out of it, almost drunk. And I kept trying to turn the lights on, but none were working. A radio was playing and I kept switching the station between country music and jazz. And then dad started to lose his limbs. And he was very skinny. First his arm and then a leg. And I'd somehow drain all the liquid out of the limbs and give it to them to drink. Then I had this realization that they were going to die. So I called 911, and it was just some body there. Not a real 911 operator. And she said she'd send the bus to come get them, and that there were records on the bus...everyone's health records...so I didn't have to worry about remembering all their medications/blood type/etc. The bus got there and Dad tried to stand up to walk out to the bus but realized he couldn't walk with only one leg...and hadn't realized he'd lost any limbs. I helped get him on the bus, and mom...no idea where Steve was during all this...and as soon as they got on the bus I ended up out at the lake, just flash I was there. And I knew this was where the bus was coming to get water for the people on it. And there was a big family eating lunch around a picnic table. White trash kinda family. Also all very thin, sickly, and seeming to be drunk. I kept waiting for the bus...a long red one...to come, but it didn't. And instead I kept watching the water drain out of the lake.
Last night I lit my cleansing candle and wrote out all my intentions. Basically asking for light, peace, clean energy, and love. And to shoo away all the negative energy I seem to be carrying with me lately.
Toni warned me I might have odd dreams.
Not sure if it was the candle or the power of suggestion, but holy cow.
I dreamed that the drought was getting much worse. There was very little water left anywhere, and the world was becoming dehydrated. Everyone was getting sick. I, though, was somehow okay.
But. I was at Mom and Dad's house, where Nana and Smiley used to live. The last house. And I knew they were in the living room. Arguing about something. They seemed very out of it, almost drunk. And I kept trying to turn the lights on, but none were working. A radio was playing and I kept switching the station between country music and jazz. And then dad started to lose his limbs. And he was very skinny. First his arm and then a leg. And I'd somehow drain all the liquid out of the limbs and give it to them to drink. Then I had this realization that they were going to die. So I called 911, and it was just some body there. Not a real 911 operator. And she said she'd send the bus to come get them, and that there were records on the bus...everyone's health records...so I didn't have to worry about remembering all their medications/blood type/etc. The bus got there and Dad tried to stand up to walk out to the bus but realized he couldn't walk with only one leg...and hadn't realized he'd lost any limbs. I helped get him on the bus, and mom...no idea where Steve was during all this...and as soon as they got on the bus I ended up out at the lake, just flash I was there. And I knew this was where the bus was coming to get water for the people on it. And there was a big family eating lunch around a picnic table. White trash kinda family. Also all very thin, sickly, and seeming to be drunk. I kept waiting for the bus...a long red one...to come, but it didn't. And instead I kept watching the water drain out of the lake.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Saturday
2. Make beans
3. Do some weeding
4. Plant new tomatoes
5. Trip to neighbor town to hit bank and PetSmart and Target
6. Laundry
7. Bedroom in tip top shape
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Pretty good day here.
I got up and rolled out of bed this morning. Got dressed and immediately went to work. My breakfast was shoved quickly in my purse. Finished grading in just the nick of time (noon.)
I came home. Did some laundry. Watered. Found squash bugs. Learned some tips on how to deal with squash bugs. (Literally squash bugs. They're on my zucchini plants. OUTSIDE! YES!)
I made some zucchini lasagna. Ate some zucchini lasagna. Let it all settle and then went for a walk/run.
When I finish this I'm going to fold some laundry and head to bed.
I'm meeting with Mimi tomorrow at 11am for a 2 hour workout. It's our last workout before she moves off. So we're going to make it long and probably quite difficult.
Tomorrow night I'm meeting up with a new writing group.
Early next week I start part-time summer job hunting and V. comes for a visit!
I got up and rolled out of bed this morning. Got dressed and immediately went to work. My breakfast was shoved quickly in my purse. Finished grading in just the nick of time (noon.)
I came home. Did some laundry. Watered. Found squash bugs. Learned some tips on how to deal with squash bugs. (Literally squash bugs. They're on my zucchini plants. OUTSIDE! YES!)
I made some zucchini lasagna. Ate some zucchini lasagna. Let it all settle and then went for a walk/run.
When I finish this I'm going to fold some laundry and head to bed.
I'm meeting with Mimi tomorrow at 11am for a 2 hour workout. It's our last workout before she moves off. So we're going to make it long and probably quite difficult.
Tomorrow night I'm meeting up with a new writing group.
Early next week I start part-time summer job hunting and V. comes for a visit!
Saturday, May 14, 2011
O.y. V.e.y.
Nothing is ever as easy as you think'll it be. Especially when you aren't think it'll be all that easy.
Damn bugs.
The fogging didn't do the trick.
But I've spent the week in a constant swing between getting things cleaned/washed from having been fogged and continuing to try to get rid of dem bugs. I'd rather not go into too much detail, but let's say it's like I've had to move out of the kitchen, go to war with insects, and move back in. Still moving back in. The dishwasher is taking care of all the stuff from inside the drawers right now. Then it'll be time to attack the pots and pans. Then finally figure out the new dishes/old dishes situation and get those washed and put in. Then? I want to start rearranging furniture and painting. I've got my work cut out for me.
Also going on at the moment is Bailey running around the backyard on a beautifully cool evening. Zukes nad cukes are both blooming. Tomatoes are growing. Beans are running.
A Pur water filter is soaking the required 15 minutes before I rinse it and then put it in the pitcher.
The rest of my Saturday night will involve heating up soup and watching the last episodes of season 1 of Treme.
And oh. Leo quit.
YAY!
Damn bugs.
The fogging didn't do the trick.
But I've spent the week in a constant swing between getting things cleaned/washed from having been fogged and continuing to try to get rid of dem bugs. I'd rather not go into too much detail, but let's say it's like I've had to move out of the kitchen, go to war with insects, and move back in. Still moving back in. The dishwasher is taking care of all the stuff from inside the drawers right now. Then it'll be time to attack the pots and pans. Then finally figure out the new dishes/old dishes situation and get those washed and put in. Then? I want to start rearranging furniture and painting. I've got my work cut out for me.
Also going on at the moment is Bailey running around the backyard on a beautifully cool evening. Zukes nad cukes are both blooming. Tomatoes are growing. Beans are running.
A Pur water filter is soaking the required 15 minutes before I rinse it and then put it in the pitcher.
The rest of my Saturday night will involve heating up soup and watching the last episodes of season 1 of Treme.
And oh. Leo quit.
YAY!
Monday, May 9, 2011
Sometimes it really helps to write out a plan.
A few things need to happen in my household soon.
1. Sort through dishes and make box of things to take to Goodwill.
2.Wash and put out dishes I've had in boxes for years for when I finally ended up somewhere.
3. Fog the kitchen for roaches.
4. Move in the groovy little chest freezer I got on Craigslist for a steal and the repainted.
So the question is: how to do this is the most logical, productive way?
After I fog, everything is gonna be kinda gross. So it would make sense to go ahead and pack up the stuff I want to donate, but not yet put out the stuff I want to use. After I fog I'll be running the dishwasher lots and so can stick said new dishes in that job. Then move the freezer in once I've cleaned up post fogging.
Complications:
1. If I pack up most of my dishes to donate, then I don't have dishes (getting rid of most) until Wednesday at best.
2. Where do the critters and I go while fogging happens?
Okay, 2 is easy. We'll all go hang out in my office.
And I just need a plan in place for 1.
I'll have a smoothie or oatmeal in the morning. Easy enough to clean up before fogging. I'll take my lunch to work, no biggie there. Dinner is the problem. I could get fast food and eat it in the office, but...I'd rather not. It's money I should spend and junk I shouldn't eat.
I have some bean soup in the freezer. I could take it out tonight and stick it in the fridge. Then grab it as we head up to my office and heat it up and eat there.
Have I solved all my problems?
Time to get to sorting.
You know, except I'm tired and have a headache. I could watch one more episode of Treme instead. Then wash the dishes in the sink and go to bed. I could come home early enough to sort, then fog.
Procrastination, thy name is Jackie
A few things need to happen in my household soon.
1. Sort through dishes and make box of things to take to Goodwill.
2.Wash and put out dishes I've had in boxes for years for when I finally ended up somewhere.
3. Fog the kitchen for roaches.
4. Move in the groovy little chest freezer I got on Craigslist for a steal and the repainted.
So the question is: how to do this is the most logical, productive way?
After I fog, everything is gonna be kinda gross. So it would make sense to go ahead and pack up the stuff I want to donate, but not yet put out the stuff I want to use. After I fog I'll be running the dishwasher lots and so can stick said new dishes in that job. Then move the freezer in once I've cleaned up post fogging.
Complications:
1. If I pack up most of my dishes to donate, then I don't have dishes (getting rid of most) until Wednesday at best.
2. Where do the critters and I go while fogging happens?
Okay, 2 is easy. We'll all go hang out in my office.
And I just need a plan in place for 1.
I'll have a smoothie or oatmeal in the morning. Easy enough to clean up before fogging. I'll take my lunch to work, no biggie there. Dinner is the problem. I could get fast food and eat it in the office, but...I'd rather not. It's money I should spend and junk I shouldn't eat.
I have some bean soup in the freezer. I could take it out tonight and stick it in the fridge. Then grab it as we head up to my office and heat it up and eat there.
Have I solved all my problems?
Time to get to sorting.
You know, except I'm tired and have a headache. I could watch one more episode of Treme instead. Then wash the dishes in the sink and go to bed. I could come home early enough to sort, then fog.
Procrastination, thy name is Jackie
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Life's been busy, and a bit unfun.
Had a bad reaction to some medication and had a very sick night or two.
Have recovered.
Rediscovered today how much I love making to do lists on paper. The joy of checking something off or scratching it out. The portability of a list. Crossed all ten things off today.
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Have been watching Treme. So very much want to drive the five short hours to New Orleans. Or the one and a quarter to Shreveport.
Had a bad reaction to some medication and had a very sick night or two.
Have recovered.
Rediscovered today how much I love making to do lists on paper. The joy of checking something off or scratching it out. The portability of a list. Crossed all ten things off today.
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Have been watching Treme. So very much want to drive the five short hours to New Orleans. Or the one and a quarter to Shreveport.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Sometime Tuesday night I felt something weird going on with my back, right around one of my tattoos. The skin felt kinda numb and tingly. Then it hurt a little. The skin, though, not the muscle.
At first I wondered if I did something while working out with Mimi the day before, but dismissed it because nothing was sore, it was numb.
Worry. Worry. Dr. Google. Searching about diabetic peripheral neuropathy. More worry.
At the doctor's office today, she had me take my sweater off, and began prodding around my back. She asked if my arms were numb or hurt. Nope. My neck? Nope. She prodded and then ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that felt good. And she asked when I had worked out last. Monday. Did I do any upper body stuff? Bicep curls with overhead presses.
Yeah. I pulled something, just a little probably, and it probably swelled up and is probably putting pressure on some nerves making my skin feel numb.
She prescribed some muscle relaxers which weren't supposed to make me sleepy, but WOW I'm druggy and tired. If it's not back to normal in two weeks, I go back and she spends more time looking at my neck.
It's all fine.
And I'm tired. And druggy. And my head hurts. And I don't think there's much else to talk about for now.
Tomorrow:
1. Lunch with Sylvie
2. Party at chair's house
At first I wondered if I did something while working out with Mimi the day before, but dismissed it because nothing was sore, it was numb.
Worry. Worry. Dr. Google. Searching about diabetic peripheral neuropathy. More worry.
At the doctor's office today, she had me take my sweater off, and began prodding around my back. She asked if my arms were numb or hurt. Nope. My neck? Nope. She prodded and then ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that felt good. And she asked when I had worked out last. Monday. Did I do any upper body stuff? Bicep curls with overhead presses.
Yeah. I pulled something, just a little probably, and it probably swelled up and is probably putting pressure on some nerves making my skin feel numb.
She prescribed some muscle relaxers which weren't supposed to make me sleepy, but WOW I'm druggy and tired. If it's not back to normal in two weeks, I go back and she spends more time looking at my neck.
It's all fine.
And I'm tired. And druggy. And my head hurts. And I don't think there's much else to talk about for now.
Tomorrow:
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Another friend of a friend's brother committed suicide. That's twice in 2011.
A...friend...in NYC was severely beaten earlier this month. Found out about it this afternoon. Horrible. She was walking her dogs and a man assaulted her. From what I understand it was a hate crime; she's a lesbian. I feel horrible for her. And I also sorta feel...guilty. She and I have a complicated relationship. We were constantly put up against each other in our area of specialty in grad school all the time. We've always been civil to one another, but there's also always been tension and some animosity. We were rivals. And people didn't hesitate to tell us what we were doing/saying when the other wasn't around. And now I feel like a schmuck for ever wanting anything but joy for her. She's in bad shape, and I can only imagine a lot of pain.
And nothing in comparison by any means, but I've got a small little medical issue type thing that's freaking me out a little bit. No need for worry. Nothing hurts and it's not like I found a potential tumor or anything. It's just a diabetes complication thing that I don't want to talk about until I know what's going on. I have a doctor's appointment at 11am tomorrow.
I'm ready for the weekend.
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Tomorrow:
1. Dr. apt
2. Keep grading
A...friend...in NYC was severely beaten earlier this month. Found out about it this afternoon. Horrible. She was walking her dogs and a man assaulted her. From what I understand it was a hate crime; she's a lesbian. I feel horrible for her. And I also sorta feel...guilty. She and I have a complicated relationship. We were constantly put up against each other in our area of specialty in grad school all the time. We've always been civil to one another, but there's also always been tension and some animosity. We were rivals. And people didn't hesitate to tell us what we were doing/saying when the other wasn't around. And now I feel like a schmuck for ever wanting anything but joy for her. She's in bad shape, and I can only imagine a lot of pain.
And nothing in comparison by any means, but I've got a small little medical issue type thing that's freaking me out a little bit. No need for worry. Nothing hurts and it's not like I found a potential tumor or anything. It's just a diabetes complication thing that I don't want to talk about until I know what's going on. I have a doctor's appointment at 11am tomorrow.
I'm ready for the weekend.
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Tomorrow:
2. Keep grading
Monday, April 25, 2011
*knocking on wood*
We're having a pretty good thunderstorm and Bailey isn't freaking out. I don't know why, but I'm going to be happy about it while it lasts.
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No sugar today! I feel fine. No real temptations, either.
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I had a The Biggest Loser moment. I was on the treadmill. Going about 3.5mph on a 2.5 incline. Mimi comes in. We talk. I think she's about to tell me to hop off and come work out with her. But no. She says, "Take it to 5."
"I can't."
"You can."
"I've never gone that fast on the treadmill."
"You will today."
And then I did. For a solid minute.
And then she worked the hell out of my legs.
Rain or shine I'm getting up in the morning and having a smoothie. Then I'm going to get dressed and drive down to the park and see how far I can run without stopping. I'll do the rest of the lap in intervals. It's only a mile. We'll see what happens. Maybe I'll even do it twice.
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Tomorrow:
1. Run, as outlined above.
2. Grade and record more quizzes. (I finished about 3/4 of it today.)
3. Go see play.
We're having a pretty good thunderstorm and Bailey isn't freaking out. I don't know why, but I'm going to be happy about it while it lasts.
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No sugar today! I feel fine. No real temptations, either.
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I had a The Biggest Loser moment. I was on the treadmill. Going about 3.5mph on a 2.5 incline. Mimi comes in. We talk. I think she's about to tell me to hop off and come work out with her. But no. She says, "Take it to 5."
"I can't."
"You can."
"I've never gone that fast on the treadmill."
"You will today."
And then I did. For a solid minute.
And then she worked the hell out of my legs.
Rain or shine I'm getting up in the morning and having a smoothie. Then I'm going to get dressed and drive down to the park and see how far I can run without stopping. I'll do the rest of the lap in intervals. It's only a mile. We'll see what happens. Maybe I'll even do it twice.
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Tomorrow:
1. Run, as outlined above.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Sunday, part 3
I did everything but Killz the bookshelf again. I'm not worried. And the boxes are out of the house! Now I need to empty the filled boxes. That can wait until next weekend.
I want to read. I want to spend some time writing out what I'm hoping to achieve by giving up sugar. I want to menu plan. I want to set goals.
But? I'm pooped.
I'm going to honor that and just go to bed. Maybe I'll be new-agey and do some visualizations about me sugar-free.
Tomorrow:
1. grade and record all quizzes
2. print last quizzes
3. work out with Mimi
4. book club at 7:30pm
5. don't eat any sugar
I want to read. I want to spend some time writing out what I'm hoping to achieve by giving up sugar. I want to menu plan. I want to set goals.
But? I'm pooped.
I'm going to honor that and just go to bed. Maybe I'll be new-agey and do some visualizations about me sugar-free.
Tomorrow:
2. print last quizzes
the brain and the brawn
Mimi has a theory. She finds that her clients, myself included, have much stronger left arms than right arms. With the exception of left handed clients whose right arms are stronger.
She thinks this is because we carry groceries, books, kids, etc with our left arms so that our right hands can negotiate things like keys and doorknobs. The right arm is the brain, the left is the brawn.
I would like to make my right arm stronger.
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As you can see by my to do list from yesterday, I got a lot done! I even went to dinner with Sue.
And. I talked to some pals online and discovered I'm not the only one having problems with sugar. And we've decided collectively to go on a sugar fast. It'll mean slightly different things for each of us, but I think it'll be a great support system. Some are trying for a week. Others a month. I am going until my birthday--which is the middle of June. Starting tomorrow.
Only sucrose counts. I'm fine with fruit and a little honey. Artificial sweetener as I've already been using it (in tea and coffee) is fine.
Those of you with me when I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes a year ago will know I've already done this once. But I'd like to do it for good. With birthday and major holiday exceptions. Or, you know, maybe just birthday.
My friend m.y. also told me about a book and eating system called The Eat-Clean Diet Recharged! by Tosca Reno. I picked it up at the bookstore last night, and am going to peruse it today.
Also happening today:
1. Lots of cooking:beans/sausage, chicken/salsa, chicken salad, oatmeal, sweet potatoes
2. Some laundry. Not a lot. Just enough to get through the week. Ish.
3. Change sheets (Bailey has been eating too much grass lately. Puke-arama.)
4. 2nd coat of killz on bookshelf
5. Put all empty cardboard boxes in storage space outside. (this is HUGE!)
She thinks this is because we carry groceries, books, kids, etc with our left arms so that our right hands can negotiate things like keys and doorknobs. The right arm is the brain, the left is the brawn.
I would like to make my right arm stronger.
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As you can see by my to do list from yesterday, I got a lot done! I even went to dinner with Sue.
And. I talked to some pals online and discovered I'm not the only one having problems with sugar. And we've decided collectively to go on a sugar fast. It'll mean slightly different things for each of us, but I think it'll be a great support system. Some are trying for a week. Others a month. I am going until my birthday--which is the middle of June. Starting tomorrow.
Only sucrose counts. I'm fine with fruit and a little honey. Artificial sweetener as I've already been using it (in tea and coffee) is fine.
Those of you with me when I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes a year ago will know I've already done this once. But I'd like to do it for good. With birthday and major holiday exceptions. Or, you know, maybe just birthday.
My friend m.y. also told me about a book and eating system called The Eat-Clean Diet Recharged! by Tosca Reno. I picked it up at the bookstore last night, and am going to peruse it today.
Also happening today:
1. Lots of cooking:
4. 2nd coat of killz on bookshelf
Friday, April 22, 2011
self help hell
I didn't hear from Sue, I intentionally (and lazily) didn't work out. But honestly I forgot all about changing the cat litter. I do better when I check on my list during the day. But I'm not overly concerned about that. Grey will forgive me, and she'll get a clean box tomorrow.
I took a lot off Bailey's pants and tail. The wings on her front legs are gone. I snipped a bit from her chest. I'm going to see how this goes. Maybe it was just enough? I can hope. The sweetheart laid on the floor with her head on my lap the whole time I snip snipped. (Which made it an awkward reach sometimes, but it was worth it.)
I made a big pot of Rancho Gordo beans just for me. They are delicious. Will be turning them into refried beans tomorrow to go with the Mexican chicken casserole stuff I'm making on Sunday.
I did a Google search for sugar addiction. The Wikipedia entry on the matter was good, but everything else on that first page of search results sang out like a Self Help Hell. I'd like to read something on the matter that isn't trying to sell me something, too.
Tomorrow:
1. Farmer's Market (slept instead)
2. Gym/walking
3. Cat box! (included taking it out and scrubbing it!)
4. Killz bookshelf
5. Plant ginger lilies (got more from Dianne)
6. Wash/hang dry bedding
7. Wash Asics and New Balances (so wear Brooks, duh.)
8. Clean out freezer.
9. Hang art in work out room.
I took a lot off Bailey's pants and tail. The wings on her front legs are gone. I snipped a bit from her chest. I'm going to see how this goes. Maybe it was just enough? I can hope. The sweetheart laid on the floor with her head on my lap the whole time I snip snipped. (Which made it an awkward reach sometimes, but it was worth it.)
I made a big pot of Rancho Gordo beans just for me. They are delicious. Will be turning them into refried beans tomorrow to go with the Mexican chicken casserole stuff I'm making on Sunday.
I did a Google search for sugar addiction. The Wikipedia entry on the matter was good, but everything else on that first page of search results sang out like a Self Help Hell. I'd like to read something on the matter that isn't trying to sell me something, too.
Tomorrow:
2. Gym/walking
Thursday, April 21, 2011
I'm eating too much damn sugar. Maybe it is time I look up sugar addiction on the www. I still don't want to. Because what if it's really something and I'm not just making it up.
I did a Passover seder at a friend's church tonight. It was much more fun than I thought it'd be, and so took me back to my childhood. I like to think my parents would be proud.
I do have some charoset in the refrigerator. I need to think of a non-carb way of eating it. Other than with a spoon. Might be good in oatmeal?
It's a long weekend. Off today through Monday. So I'm going to be fairly limited with my to do's until Monday (when I will have a long work-oriented one that I will be thankful later for tending to now.)
Tomorrow:
1. Begin giving Bailey a trim. See how it goes.
2. Hang out with CeeCee and her friend (maybe...)
3. Hang out with Sue (maybe...)
4. New litter in litterbox.
5. Walk/lift weights.
I did a Passover seder at a friend's church tonight. It was much more fun than I thought it'd be, and so took me back to my childhood. I like to think my parents would be proud.
I do have some charoset in the refrigerator. I need to think of a non-carb way of eating it. Other than with a spoon. Might be good in oatmeal?
It's a long weekend. Off today through Monday. So I'm going to be fairly limited with my to do's until Monday (when I will have a long work-oriented one that I will be thankful later for tending to now.)
Tomorrow:
3. Hang out with Sue (maybe...)
4. New litter in litterbox.
5. Walk/lift weights.
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