Early post this week!

I am posting tonight because…well…this week sucked.

Monday, I was able to run on the treadmill again. In fact, for my fat ass, I was able to run a mile in 14:06. That was fucking exhilarating. I was so proud of myself, and could not wait to be able to try it again the next night. Tuesday, I got hit hard with something. I had no clue what it was. All I knew was with all the coughing and sneezing I was doing by the time I got done with work there was no way I would be able to run. Wednesday, I woke up, and holy fuck what was this new death? My chest hurt, I was hacking, and I felt weighed down. Shit shit shit. I got super sick. Throughout the day, I kept thinking that it felt vaguely like bronchitis. I haven’t had it in years, but you never forget how you feel when you get bronchitis. I couldn’t talk well, and every time I laughed, I coughed until my chest hurt. Ended up being sent home after half of my shift. Looked up everything I had.

Yep. Bron-fucking-chitis. Fucking shit.

Well, it was safe to say that I decided running or exercising with diminished lung power was not a bright idea. So, break time it is. No heavy exercising for at least 3 days, longer depending on how I feel after that. Walking for more than 10 minutes makes me wheeze right now. There is no way I will be doing anything that gets my heart rate up for a few days.

Next week, Chris and I will be on opposite schedules again. I will be starting at 7 am, he will be starting at 11 am. I start Connectivity training next week, which is what Chris does at work. Fucking awesome. And Chris will be leading the control of the nesting of the new Connectivity people next week, which is why his schedule is changing. This puts a kink in our plans that we had for next week. Well, so does the bronchitis, but the opposite schedules is pretty bad, too. We were planning on having a “hell week”. As of October 13th, we’re on vacation. While we plan on being fairly active the entire week, we don’t plan on eating COMPLETELY healthy, and will try to go to the gym, but won’t make it a requirement. We wanted to do a nice push the week before to kind of carry us over (if bodies even work like that). With the opposite schedules (and the bronchitis), we won’t be able to actually get to push each other. I might have to start over with my running (to be fair, I had only started week 2, so I won’t be losing a lot of progress). Now, we will still be exercising, but we won’t be able to do what we were planning. Booooo, but what the fuck ever. We will still push forward!

I still weigh in and do measurements tomorrow. I feel thinner, but I have felt thinner and actually wasn’t before. So, we shall see! I am hopeful! I have definition on my legs that I haven’t had before, and my arms and stomach seem smaller. Won’t know anything for sure until tomorrow. I will probably do a short update tomorrow night about that. :3

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Woohoo! A loss!

Wasn’t much of a loss, but pretty much everything I gained last week has been lost this week. :D That makes me happy. Back down to 229.4 lbs.

I ran into another couch earlier this week. Monday night, to be exact. Resulting in…a sprained toe. The same toe that I broke. I was really scared that I broke it again, but when I woke up Tuesday and the pain had mostly subsided, I was quite thankful. However, I spent all of Tuesday and Wednesday off my feet for the most part. Yesterday I went and got my hair cut (still need to dye it, jeebus), and today I went out and decided my toe was well enough for exercising. I went without Chris, since we ended up staying up later than we wanted last night. And no, my toe didn’t like it, but it didn’t completely stop me, either. That’s a good sign for me. :)

I did well, methinks. I did a lot of the stuff that Chris and I do together, upped a lot of the weight (oh, my abs might hate me later), and even found a good pectoral fly machine that makes sure only your pecs are working. I did 30 minutes total on the elliptical, and my normal stretches. Then …I got naked in the gym.

Okay, this is probably literally the first time I’ve been naked in public since high school swim class… (Totally not counting those times….wait…my mom reads this blog. HI, MOM.) And I would just like to point out that I didn’t feel…exposed at all. It was really weird. I didn’t have any anxiety about it, I just did it. The entire month I’ve been going to the gym, I have been telling myself, “They all have the same body parts as you, they are all here to get healthy, and they are all in their own little worlds.” And it’s true. It helped so much telling myself that for so long. I still felt awkward when I had to not have panties on (it’s TOM, and I don’t wear tampons anymore since my period isn’t that heavy), but it was just slightly awkward.

I’m oddly proud of myself. I have super horrible anxiety problems. I don’t think I’m ready to be taking nude photos of myself yet, but I have some confidence now. It’s…freeing.

I looked at pictures of me from November. I told myself I wasn’t going to post those kinds of progress photos; the ones where you stand in front of stuff to see how much you have changed. But I will be. Tomorrow, in fact. I hope it really shows as much progress as I see. :D

This is my last week not working. I start up at Stream on Monday at 6 am. It’s going to be weird. Chris and I will see each other for my lunch daily and on the weekends. That’s it. We’ll be sleeping half of our sleep together, and exercising separately. For 4 weeks. At least I get to see him some. This has made me super anxious for the past few days. I do this, though. I will force myself through it and will be happier for it. Happens every time.

:3 See you all tomorrow with some “nakie” pictures of myself. :D