Ouch.

Thanks to going hardcore with the extracurricular activities, I’m in a world of hurt today.

It’s the hurts-so-good kinda hurt, but still… ow.

So why is it that I’ve been sitting around whining since about 8:00am, and just now (at 3:37pm) realized that hey, maybe I should take some Advil?

Obviously because I am a big dork. Is there any other explanation?

Karmic Alignment

Usually I cruise through life doin’ what I do, and don’t think too much of it. Then every once in a while, a series of seemingly unrelated events come together and the universe gives me a big kick in the arse and says “This is how it all fits. This is what you’re meant to do.”

Unrelated events:
-Undertook the Weekend to End Breast Cancer, August 2004. Raised $2200 and walked 60kms over 2 days.
-Decided that walking was ok, but I’d rather try to run a half-marathon. Been training off and on since December 2004 and volunteered for Adidas Vancouver International Marathon in April 2005.
-Started planning for a potential trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras 2006 in May 2005.
-Dad diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes June 14, 2005.

Then, in my email inbox yesterday: An invitation to register to join Team Diabetes at the New Orleans Mardi Gras Marathon.

I’ve never before felt so strongly that there is something I’m meant to do. That all those things I did before were leading up to this. But it’s a damn scary prospect. The running will be tough; raising $5800 in 6 months is a far more daunting task.

But I think I can…

Self Exam

I’m sure all the ladies in the house know that we should be feeling ourselves up on a regular monthly basis, to check for any abnormalities.

But do the boys know they should do the same?

Here’s a little clip that will… stimulate… your memory, and encourage you to… touch yourself.

Give it a Go.

Snnnrrrrrrrrrrrk

Did you hug your mom yesterday? I did.

But now, the allergies have gotten the better of me. I did not sleep. And now I am home. For now I’m going back to bed – but leave a kind comment!

Actually, I’ll probably be really bored by the time 1:00pm rolls around, so everyone who leaves a comment today gets a response! How’s that for a Monday Treat!

ZZzzzzz

I am so tired, I could cry.

I wish I knew what was wrong with me. Because it’s a problem when 9 hours of sleep still isn’t enough.

I don’t think I’m anemic. I’m exercising. I eat reasonably well.

This sucks.

Giving In

I think I need to give in to the fact that I may have spring allergies.

I’ve been sneezing like a mofo for at least three weeks. For the past few days, my eyes have been dry and hurty (I haven’t even been wearing my contacts). I wake up in the morning groggy and snotty.

I’ve never had allergies before, nobody in my family does, so I’m totally unfamiliar with what to do about the symptoms. Should I be taking something or seeing someone about this? If so, who, what, where?

Patch Redux

I’ve officially abandoned the patch. The nausea was getting worse and worse, meaning I was getting weaker and weaker, finally culminating with today, a Sunday where I haven’t showered, not because I’m lazy, but because I have no faith in my ability to stay vertical or conscious long enough to get the job done.

I have removed the patch, and will not be replacing it. For once, I’m grateful that I’ve recently found myself in a state of “not gettin’ any” for the foreseeable future, just because I can’t handle the hormonal contraception right now.

I’ve asked a few people who are supposed to be “in the know” about these things, and will be making an appointment with my doctor next week, but all indications point to an estrogen reaction. Side effects should not be this severe for the average user. However, having taken Depo Provera for the past 6-ish years, my body’s been lacking any estrogen for most of that time (which is what contributes to the osteoporosis risk), and dumping a bunch of it in at once makes the body very unhappy.

Literature suggests that it’ll take about 3 months to adjust to the change. I’m hoping my body will take care of that process on its own in a much less volatile manner.

I’m hoping I’ll be back up to snuff in a couple of days. In the meantime, enjoy the new design thanks to my dear, dear Kyndra. It’s almost as gorgeous and divine as she is.

Patch Update

As we near the end of week one of the patch, I’ve got a few more observations to share.

It’s still stuck in place, but it does have a nasty ring of sticky crud around it. The manufacturers claim I should be able to gently rub that off with some baby oil after I put a new patch on somewhere else next week (never put the patch on the exact same spot two weeks in a row). It’s not something I’m really worrying about right now, because I have no desire to flash my hot, hot ass around. However if I did, the patch would suck. So a special note to Porn Stars, Strippers and other Adult Entertainers: avoid the patch.

Of much greater concern to me right now though – the side effects. The patient information insert claims that common side effects include nausea and headache, which should fade with time (how much time, they do not say). Well it took a few days for them to show up, but for the past 48 hours I’ve been living on advil and diet gingerale. I feel absolutely disgusting. Compounding the situation is my caffeine addiction, meaning I need to consume coffee on my nasty upset stomach – or risk the headache turning into a migraine.

My uterus is also not co-operating with the situation, twinging and offering up nearly continuous mild cramps (back and front) for the past couple days as well. Also, though it’s fairly mild, I do have IBS and any upset in the delicate balance of my bottom system throws the whole thing grossly out of whack. So while not everyone’s side-effect experience may not be this unpleasant, it’s safe to say I feel like absolute ass on a stick these days.

I’m willing to put up with this crud for exactly 3 weeks (and really, after 2 days it already feels like too long) – if my body won’t adjust after one cycle, forget this patch crap. I’ll be looking for something else.

Notes to self nearly 24h after the gym last night

1. Going to the gym daily (or at least two days in a row) is good for endorphins, bad for housework getting done. Either start getting up earlier, or reschedule some key activities – such as laundry and grocery shopping.

2. If you’ve lost 15-odd pounds, chances are you will need a new sports bra, because your chest is now 3″ smaller around than the bagged out bra you currently own. A bad time to discover this is in the middle of a run (holy hell the girls still hurt).

3. If you go directly home instead of showering at the gym, remember to eat then shower. Unless you dig the whole dizzy/nauseous thing.

4. As much as you really, really want to nap as soon as you get home, RESIST! This will only result in a fitful nap, followed by an inability to fall asleep until far too late, followed by much cursing at the alarm clock in the morning.

5. Stick to your program. No matter how cute the guy on the weight bench is, just because you can tack on an extra minute or two of sprinting to your workout, doesn’t mean you should. If you have any doubt about this, your legs will inform you either later that evening, or first thing in the morning.

If you think this is amusing, just wait until I start playing raquetball. Please ignore the resulting black eyes.

Silly Rabbit

I am so tricky, I’ve finally managed to fool myself.

In an effort to look more like a presentable human being at work, I’ve started wearing my workout clothes to walk to work, and changing into work attire when I get here. It means I wear a lot more uncomfortable, but oh so pretty shoes during the day.

So I arrive at work, change out of my gym clothes (into an outfit complete with uncomfortable shoes), and leave them in my locker in the gym downstairs. This requires, naturally, that when I leave, I reverse the process and go into the gym, change into my gym clothes (an outfit complete with comfy socks and runners)….

… and suddenly I’m in my gym clothes, at the gym. If I do not work out now I am the epitome of lame and lazy.

So with 10 minutes left in my day (still in the uncomfortable shoes) I’m trying to scheme a way out of going into the gym. And I’m at a loss. Looks like I’ll have to resign myself to another crack at the treadmill.

Crazy like a fox I am. sigh

Patch Adams

Due to growing concerns about the side effects of the long-term use of Depo Provera, I’ve decided to switch my hormonal contraception to the Evra Patch.

I’ve taken oral contraceptives before, and the reason I switched to Depo Provera is because I just couldn’t remember to take the pill every day. When I decided to make the switch off Depo, the patch seemed to be a natural choice. And today is patch day one.

Initial observations:
-I haven’t had any sort of crazy hormonal surge, like I used to get with Depo as soon as I got a new injection.
-The patch was easy to apply, and I don’t notice it on my skin at all (I’ve applied it to my butt for starters, of the four places it can reside)
-It does leave a bit of sticky residue, and I’ve ended up having it stuck to my clothing a little, as well as inadvertently tugging on it when I change. I think that’s mostly due to placement – I’ll change where I stick it next week.

That’s all I have to report for now – I’ll update this as I discover anything else worth mentioning.

Relations

A lot of people at work are sick lately.

I did pilates last night.

You wouldn’t normally think these two things have anything to do with eachother, but how wrong you’d be.

I did the extreme abs pilates workout, and thanks to my co-workers I’m developing a bit of a cough. I think you know where this is going….

PAIN.

*whimper*

Sugar, ah Honey Honey

I’ve been trying to get past a plateau in my current physical state, so I figured I’d shake up my diet a bit. I currently follow the Weight Watchers Flex Points plan, which means I eat whatever I want (trying to follow a balanced diet) as long as I stay within a certain range of points (all foods are assigned points according to their calorie/fat/fibre content).

There’s also another plan on Weight Watchers, that doesn’t involve counting points – the Core Plan. It focuses on a low glycemic index diet, and is a bit South Beach-y: unlimited amounts of fruits, veggies & lean protein, with one serving per day of whole grain bread or cereal, brown rice, or potatoes.

So, I went for about 6 days with basically no white flour or refined sugar. It’s not that difficult – but holy cow. For the first day I had a withdrawl headache (scary) and after that, immediately felt amazing. My usual lower somach bloat was completely gone, and I had a lot more energy from a lot less food. I also didn’t experience the crazy sugar highs and lows that I usually got – and my midafternoon slump wasn’t quite so slumpish.

Then today I had a bagel. And a gross tuna melt for lunch. And chocolate. And I feel DISGUSTING.

Not that I’ll be some crazy convert to the whole “No White Food” program a la Susanne Sommers, but I can say making better choices most of the time definitely made a difference for me.

Takin’ it Back

Ok, pity party over. It’s time to reclaim the mojo.

I’ve never read Steven Covey’s 7 Habits books, but when I had the mojo, there were some hard and fast rules and habits that I lived by. I was more than just an effective person, I was a machine.

When the mojo was flowing I was living pro-actively, instead of reactively. For example: there are a few things that, if I do them in the evening, will reduce the time it takes me to get my ass out the door by 20 minutes. Being pro-active because I know what I need to do, instead of reacting to the alarm clock in the morning with a stream of expletives. I need to start doing those things again instead of collapsing as soon as I get in the door in the evenings and putting it all off until “tomorrow.”

I’m also deeply affected by my surroundings. There are mountains of clutter all up in my space that I need to deal with. Papers to be filed, recycling to be taken out, things I don’t need any more to be donated to charity. It all just needs to go.

I also have a “lucky bamboo” that might not be so lucky any more. It’s a gorgeous arrangement, but one stalk (out of 24) died. I’m thinking this is bad for the fung shui. Then again, when the rest of my surroundings are more zen-like, the bamboo doesn’t actually seem to affect much either way.

The other important thing I need to focus on is quality sleep and exercise. They seem to go hand in hand. When I exercise and sleep better I have way more energy. While I know this in my head, it’s hard to get back into it.

Lots of people say they hate January with the lack of sunlight etc. January’s not so bad. When it’s dark almost all the time, I don’t feel bad about letting things slide. It’s cozy and comforting to snuggle up with myself in the dark infront of the TV. February though, with the winter bulbs starting to bloom and the slowly increasing hours of sunlight, just serves to remind me exactly how lethargic I’ve become and how much I need to work on to get back into the groove.

And it’s starting today.