Sometimes I wonder what I'm even doing that takes up so much time. I feel as if every day I'm on the go from 5:30 a.m. to 10 p.m., and what do I have to show for it? I haven't even had time to blog last week.
My right ankle has been really bothering me…again. Damn. I finally went to my sports medicine doctor today, and he thinks I might have a combination of a re-sprain plus shin splints. He told me to stay off it, ice it, and take ibuprofen. No hard walking or trail hiking for at least 2 weeks. This pisses me off, but the fact is it does hurt like a bitch. I guess I'll just have to go to Curves instead temporarily.
I'm still up a few pounds from my lowest recent weight which was 161, but I don't seem to be gaining anymore…right now I'm at 164. I was going to just try to be happy at 164 for a while, but…
At the end of September, a good friend and I are going to Hawaii for a week to celebrate her retirement from the fire service. I am so excited! She and I have known each other since 1980 when we worked at the same fire station. (This is the same friend I go with to Fat Tuesday in Seattle.) We're going to stay in our condo…this will be her first time in Hawaii and my first time there without Hub. It will be really fun to have a week there without having to clean, repair, fix, etc., which is what we normally do a lot of when I'm there with Hub. We'll just be able to lie in the sun, shop, and relax. (I'll be getting back just in time to go to Geneen Roth's seminar, where I'm so happy that I get to meet Diana of "Diana's Weight Loss Journey.")
So, of course "The Crazy Brain" (as my blogging friend Dana of "To the Best of My Ability" calls it) tells me I need to lose 5 lbs before we go. I'm sure I CAN do it, but the question is whether I SHOULD do it? I'm still very new at "being normal" so I need to be careful about doing anything that will trigger old self-destructive disordered eating habits. At least now I'm aware of what goes on in my crazy brain, so I can fight it. Plus I have a much better support system in place than I've ever had before.
I just need to remember that the point of going to Hawaii is to have fun and that NOT ONE PERSON there will be looking at me and judging me on my weight. The fact is...no one will be paying any attention to me. No one, not one person (except myself of course), cares what I look like. I am not the focus of the world's attention. So, for the first time in my life, I'm going to try to enjoy myself and not worry constantly about what people think of me. At least, that's my goal, and it will be a real growth experience for me.
I hope everyone is having a great week!
Last weekend was Seafair. I don't really care much about the hydroplane races and all that other "Seafair-y" stuff, but I do love the Blue Angels. And I got to see them twice! They were 
fantastic… Last Friday, I went out with my friend on her boat. Buster got to come too! Once he got used to the engine noise, he really enjoyed himself. The amazing thing is for some reason the overhead roar of the Blue Angels didn't bother him at all. I think he did get a bit seasick, because he upchucked a little once toward the end of the boat ride. Poor B...but he was just fine afterwards. Then Hub and I went to a party on Saturday on Lake Washington and saw the Angels again. It was very cool. (I wish I could take credit for this great picture, but as fast as the Blue Angels move...my camera was no match.)
fantastic… Last Friday, I went out with my friend on her boat. Buster got to come too! Once he got used to the engine noise, he really enjoyed himself. The amazing thing is for some reason the overhead roar of the Blue Angels didn't bother him at all. I think he did get a bit seasick, because he upchucked a little once toward the end of the boat ride. Poor B...but he was just fine afterwards. Then Hub and I went to a party on Saturday on Lake Washington and saw the Angels again. It was very cool. (I wish I could take credit for this great picture, but as fast as the Blue Angels move...my camera was no match.) My right ankle has been really bothering me…again. Damn. I finally went to my sports medicine doctor today, and he thinks I might have a combination of a re-sprain plus shin splints. He told me to stay off it, ice it, and take ibuprofen. No hard walking or trail hiking for at least 2 weeks. This pisses me off, but the fact is it does hurt like a bitch. I guess I'll just have to go to Curves instead temporarily.
I'm still up a few pounds from my lowest recent weight which was 161, but I don't seem to be gaining anymore…right now I'm at 164. I was going to just try to be happy at 164 for a while, but…
At the end of September, a good friend and I are going to Hawaii for a week to celebrate her retirement from the fire service. I am so excited! She and I have known each other since 1980 when we worked at the same fire station. (This is the same friend I go with to Fat Tuesday in Seattle.) We're going to stay in our condo…this will be her first time in Hawaii and my first time there without Hub. It will be really fun to have a week there without having to clean, repair, fix, etc., which is what we normally do a lot of when I'm there with Hub. We'll just be able to lie in the sun, shop, and relax. (I'll be getting back just in time to go to Geneen Roth's seminar, where I'm so happy that I get to meet Diana of "Diana's Weight Loss Journey.")
So, of course "The Crazy Brain" (as my blogging friend Dana of "To the Best of My Ability" calls it) tells me I need to lose 5 lbs before we go. I'm sure I CAN do it, but the question is whether I SHOULD do it? I'm still very new at "being normal" so I need to be careful about doing anything that will trigger old self-destructive disordered eating habits. At least now I'm aware of what goes on in my crazy brain, so I can fight it. Plus I have a much better support system in place than I've ever had before.
I just need to remember that the point of going to Hawaii is to have fun and that NOT ONE PERSON there will be looking at me and judging me on my weight. The fact is...no one will be paying any attention to me. No one, not one person (except myself of course), cares what I look like. I am not the focus of the world's attention. So, for the first time in my life, I'm going to try to enjoy myself and not worry constantly about what people think of me. At least, that's my goal, and it will be a real growth experience for me.
I hope everyone is having a great week!
A common theme in Blogville these days.... not caring what other people think about them. I'm glad you are wrapping your mind around this concept. I can't wait for my turn to "get it!"
ReplyDeleteThe end of September will be a great time to take a trip.
Rest and ice your little foot until then!
Get well asap!
You said it yourself in your final paragraph: the point of going to Hawaii is to have fun! Don't listen to your crazy brain. Have fun, relax, enjoy. In the meantime, heal your ankle and rest.
ReplyDeleteMan, the ankle pain sucks. I hope you're better soon. It sounds like you have some fun things to look forward to! Have a fantastic time on your trip and can't wait to hear about the seminar. I have her book but haven't read it yet.
ReplyDeleteTake good care of yourself :)
Having suffered shin splints myself, I know the pain you're in. Not nice AT ALL!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy Hawaii and be kind to yourself whether you do or don't lose the few pounds. You''ve come a long way baby, and having watched the transition from constant concern and stress over your number, to now, I'm so happy for you!
Big hugs!