Wow, I didn’t quite realize how
long it had been since I updated! I’ve been sort of living on a different
planet for the last 3 weeks. I kept up with my workouts like a champ until we
left for Arkansas the Friday before Thanksgiving. While I packed workout
clothes/shoes and my heart rate monitor, with every intention of doing some
bodyweight circuit training during my visit to the south – that didn’t happen.
My last post before my trip stated
that my grandfather was going to begin chemo for his lung cancer and hopefully
all would be well… except that he wasn’t able to begin treatment. Until today.
While, this is still good news, he has become very weak over the last few weeks
and there is some concern that going through treatment may not have the outcome
we hope for. We have a lot of trust in his oncologist and all we can do is pray…
and pray, and pray, and pray.
I am incredibly grateful that my
husband took a lot of the responsibility of entertaining our children every day
of our trip so that I could go and spend at least a couple hours at the
hospital each day, as well as incredibly grateful that I was able to visit at
all. It was a rough 10 days, though. To say that it was a “great trip”, etc.
would be a lie. It was a hard trip. It was emotional. And, to be very honest, I
am not happy to be home in any way. To say that my car breaking down Thanksgiving
evening (MY 15 MONTH OLD HONDA ODYSSEY!! Talk about a wtf moment…) was a
blessing in disguise would be an understatement. I was almost relieved while at
the same time so upset I wanted to cry and punch things. After lots of engine
tests and the possibility of the engine needing to be replaced, it turns out it
was just bad fuel. From Exxon. THANKS, EXXON. I’ve written to their customer
service department and am hoping they will see fit to reimburse me for the $400
fuel flush that was required to stop my engine from misfiring constantly. If
not, well, you might see my personal Facebook blowing up with an Exxon smear
campaign. …I digress… trip was
bittersweet, car broke down, not happy to be home.. there’s the basic gist.
I will say that I’m happy to get
back into my workouts, though. I should have done it last night, but I don’t
travel well… meaning, I get highly emotional and kind of flip out whenever we
return from a long trip. Sometimes even after short trips. I’m not really sure
what this says about me other than maybe I don’t love my real life so much.
Speaking of which: one of my
friends posted one of those inspirational memes on Facebook about a week ago
that said something to the effect of, “If everything were exactly the same as
it is today a year from now, would you be happy?” …and I immediately was
thinking to myself, “Oh, hell no.”
There’s something wrong with that.
I have some ideas of what needs to change, but I really have no clue how to put
things into motion and I’m not entirely sure what I need to motivate me to make
the changes I so desperately need to see in my life. I had a panic attack the
other night for the first time in probably 18 months or more, which is a HUGE
sign that something’s gotta give. So, there’s that. It’s really, I guess, just
more of the same, ‘I’m so depressed’ crap that I’ve been writing about for a
few months now. It might be time to seek out counseling again. Yay for therapy!
Okay, so to focus on some
positives: now that I’m home I can dive back into my workouts, I can get back
to getting my 5 servings of fruits/veggies in every day, and I get to sleep in
my own bed. The weather is warm here today, so I’ll get to enjoy a walk on my
lunch break, and because of my car trouble I only have to work a 2 day week
this week.
I’m looking forward to hitting the
grocery store this weekend and recommitting to healthier eating. I ate a lot of
junk on my trip, and a lot of it was just because of convenience and not really
because I wanted to eat it. I almost immediately felt my body’s reaction to it,
and it was no bueno. This aside, however, I managed to do really well on
calorie intake and stayed within my limit with the exception of maybe 2 days.
I’ll be taking pictures and
measurements again this weekend, but I am not expecting any positive change
since I haven’t been lifting for 2 weeks.
Stay tuned.
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