Bronchitis fucking sucks.

The great thing about having bronchitis is I can not exercise and don’t have to worry about feeling guilty.

The worst thing about bronchitis is that I feel stupidly guilty for not exercising!

I’m stressed. I cannot pinpoint what about. It’s really frustrating because I can generally tell why I am stressed or what about. I can’t right now. I haven’t been able to for a couple of days. All I want to do is either cry super hard or eat my feelings. Nothing seems to be satisfying my eating, either, so I ignore that one for now.

And before it’s asked, no, not pregnant.

Good thing is that I was able to run to the train stop today for a little bit and walk up stairs and not feel like I was going to have an asthma attack. So, I get to go back to the gym tomorrow.

Today, for no apparent reason, my back decided to super hurt in that one bad spot that I think is a herniated disc. It hurts so bad I feel like I’m going to puke. Here after I post this, I will be laying down flat on my back for a while on heat and ice, and will watch a show or two to catch up with the husband. I am partially excited that this keeps happening because I just signed up for benefits at work and will be able to see a doctor soon. Really worried that it’s happening for seemingly no reason at all and this fucking strong.

Sometimes, I am really surprised that I am functioning.

Well, we’re going on vacation as of Saturday. I am so excited I cannot contain it. I have this whole week of training, so no phones, then all next week in California. It’s going to be in the 80’s there, and Chris’ dad has a freaking hot tub. BATHING SUITS ARE GOING WITH US. We have a car taken care of, everything we want to do is still supposed to be happening. I am just so excited to go somewhere and not worry about anything for a whole week. It will be a nice change. :3

I lost weight last week AND inches. I definitely plan on running this week. My wedding band is amazingly loose. I am worried that I will have to not wear it anymore for fear of losing it! That kind of makes me happy. ;)

Anyway…that’s it. Yeah…….


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

Running and tae bo – Back into the grind!

Yesterday, I did running again. I ran almost an entire mile in one go.

…well, it was three goes. But still! Pretty sure if I could run continuously that I would have ran the mile in less than 15 minutes. I am super proud of myself. Cannot wait until I can run the full mile!

Walking back home was pretty annoying, lol. That’s the hardest part of this entire thing. Run downhill, walk back up the hill. But I get a good workout with it.

Did tae bo today! I was only able to pull off 20 minutes of it, plus 15 minutes of before and after stretches and 5 minutes of push ups (which, in retrospect, was not a good idea AFTER I did tae bo). I am super proud of myself with that.

I have to say, I’m really proud of myself all around right now. I don’t feel nearly as bad as I did when I wasn’t able to do shit with the boot on. I feel so much better, free, able to do anything! And I AM doing everything I can. I want to go hiking. This weekend might be perfect for it, but it’s supposed to rain tomorrow some more, and it’s been raining all day today. Don’t like mud hiking.

Even though I said last week that I will be going to weighing myself every two weeks, I’m not. I had severe anxiety today due to not weighing myself tomorrow. So I will continue weighing myself weekly. I have been weighing myself every week for six months, and I really, really dislike change to the point that I start panicking. I didn’t realize that something so small as not weighing myself would have such a large impact on me.

So, weigh post tomorrow! Hopefully me being active again will be a terrific weigh in tomorrow! :D

Adventures with running!

I do not like running.

I have told many people that I don’t run because I don’t want to knock myself out (gigantic tits).

I ran today.

It was mostly downhill, see. Downhill is easy. Gravity does most of the work for you! We have a hill road that leads up to the street we’re on that I am sure I’ve talked about before. It’s half a mile down and half a mile back. I ran halfway down the hill, which means roughly a quarter of a mile. I was fine. I felt good! My calves wanted to cramp at one point when I was walking, but they never did and the worry went away. I was proud of myself. Nothing hurt (the last time I attempted running, my shins REALLY hurt). Got to the bottom of the hill/end of the street and paused. I was going to run up the hill.

And I did.

For about 1/8th of a mile. The way the hill goes is 2% incline to OMFG 8% INCLINE. I told myself, “Make it to the top of this incline, you can walk the rest of the way up.” And I tried. So hard. Halfway up the 8% incline and my body gave out. If I didn’t stop, I was going to collapse.

And then I had to walk up the rest of the hill (which becomes a 9% incline and then a steady 7% incline) to get home. Fuck. I didn’t think this through.

I got home. I almost passed out going up the stairs. I made it up the hill that my body didn’t want to go up. And then spent the next 10 minutes trying to calm my heart rate, breathe, and not pass out, all at once. It’s 50 degrees out with a really nice breeze. Cloudy, not too hot, it’s been raining most of the morning. I get in the house that is 70 degrees and has no breeze. I almost immediately passed out, so I had to rush back outside to the chair on the patio.

I don’t regret this. I did my stretches, logged my work, and felt great once I finally ate something! I didn’t hurt anything, which is the good sign, my body just gave out on me. I am still not used to the elevation and lack of oxygen. I am sure when I get back to Portland that I will be able to run better (thinking of running in Washington Park…so exciting!). My lungs still kind of burn, and it’s been over an hour since I finished.

Did my stretches, and collapsed in front of the computer. This was a major break for me seeing as I was in a boot for the majority of the past 5 weeks. My toe felt slightly uncomfortable, but didn’t hurt to the point where I had to limp or couldn’t put all my weight on it. This makes me happy, and makes me want to do some more tae bo. I might end up doing that tomorrow depending on how I feel. :)

Oh, and I was able to do NINE real push ups today, a jump from 6 for several days in a row. Fucking WOOT. :D


So, as you can see from my title, I just got done running.

…for a whole TWO MINUTES.

The app I have has you walk for 5, run for 1 alternately for 30 minutes. Not a bad idea, really. However, I underestimated the strength I would need to do more than 2 turns of it.

I got .75 miles and couldn’t do it anymore. Muscles cramped up like crazy. Just goes to show you how much not climbing that mountain for a month will make me out of shape. I walked back, though, instead of resting. Muscles are still slightly sore, but that’s okay. Water and some sitting for a bit will help that. :)

I’m not discouraged, though. I will try again in 2 days. Maybe I can go further then. If not, I will keep going until I can do the whole thing.

I should have, however, realize that an ear infection and ear buds might not be a great mix. Not in pain while listening to everything, but holy shit, do my ears feel funny now.

So, I’m not completely dead, but I couldn’t finish the entire thing. I will keep updates of all that I do throughout the week. :)

8 months, really?

I didn’t realize I had neglected this for so long.


Update! For those that don’t know (who the hell follows this anyway…), I moved to Portland in May. I got a job here in June. I have a weird thing going on with my hip that prevents me from sitting for so long. The job I had was sitting. Had to quit said job.

We’re doing better. We don’t eat out as often. We don’t eat a TON of junk food. We’re making healthier decisions. I’ve actually lost weight. Not much, only enough to tell I have, but I have lost weight. I’m at 268 right now, and have been steady at that for a while. I am now tracking my calories (which is a REAL eye opener, holy shit). I’m not supposed to be eating more than 1660 calories a day, which is actually easier than I thought. I mostly quit soda again. I’m drinking around 128 oz of water a day. There’s a cinder cone near us. It’s 630 ft high. We can climb from the base to the top in less than 45 minutes, and that’s including one 15 minute break. Changes are really happening.

Tomorrow, I start running. I’m going to be doing Couchto5k. My goal is to be able run a 5k next year. I am excited about this. I have support. I have seen the weight loss and I want more. I am now starting to be able to fit into my 2X shirts. I can FIT into 1X or XL female shirts, but just barely. I want to finally be able to wear my smaller shirts that I won. I want to go down in pants sizes. This will happen.

I have enough will now to start doing all these things by myself. And I think that’s what I’m most proud of. I will try to update a little more on here so that I can keep track of it.

And I want to thank those that are supportive of me. I’m tired of being the old lady with all the aches. It’s not fun. I need to be healthy. Not only to have kids, but to continue living for those kids. :)