Archive for February, 2008

Happy Birthday to Me!!

It’s been a hectic month so far, full of surprise parties, wonderful gifts, too much very bad food and not nearly enough exercise. Of course, the big news is that I turned 40 this month and besides still feeling like I am a teenager in my mind and a senior citizen in the morning when I try to get out of bed I think I am doing OK.
Nicole was very sneaky and set up a surprise birthday party with a mix of work people and outside work friends at a place called Wegz which was really cool, a kind of sports bar / activity bar. The nachos were great as were the onion rings! I can’t belive Nicole managed to hide the whole thing including a HUGE card from me! I guess that is why I married her, she is always full of surprises!  We also went out on the morning of my birthday to Golden Griddle, a kind of tradition now for my birthday with work people. Once we were finished, they all went to work and I went home to bed to sulk and wallow in my self-pity! HAHAHAHAHA!!!
I actually had too much breakfast and ended up sleeping for a large portion of the day which in retrospect was just what I needed. I did exercise, well, I did the treadmill and for the last couple of weeks I have been jogging on the treadmill not just walking. The reason for the change is that Nicole and I bought each othe heart monitors for Valentine’s Day. Although her watch rewards her with little trophies at the end of each week for all her hard work, mine has yet to take the disapproving frown off its face! Nevertheless, I have been jogging which is HUGE! I Started out the first week with 5 minutes out of the 45 I walk (by the way, my watch tells me that walking is about as much use as sitting on the couch as far as heart helath goes! – At least the speed I walk is). That went OK, and for the next week I though I would try to run 10 minutes and I would allow myself to quit as soon as the 10 minutes were up. I started taking 45 minutes to finish 10 minutes running, however by the end of the week I was down to 30 minutes. The following week (last week) I was up to 15 minutes and one day I completed the 15 in only 22 minutes!!! So far I have been taking about 30 minutes to finish my total time which is not bad! This week however I am up to 20 minutes and my back is already sore. I am going to persevere though and try to make sure I do at least 4 20 minute runs this week. I have also redesigned my weight schedule to accommodate time at the gymnastics gym where I can do some bodyweight work. All I have to do now is actually do it!! And maybe stop eating so many sausages.

My Well-Being

It is the start of February, my weight has crept up, I knew it was and yet I did nothing to prevent it. I am now once again restricted to my fat clothes and huffing and puffing my way through my days. However, paradoxically I have started running on the treadmill. I started last week, just doing a couple of minutes out of my 45 and pretty quickly got up to 9 minutes in one week. So this week I am running 10 minutes regardless of how long it takes me (last night it took 30 minutes) and next week I will move on to 15. The big deal about 15 minutes is that I will be running a mile all told. Coupling that with my aforementioned lent commitment and I should start seeing results within a few days. I still need to set a goal however, I am workign on this. Maybe this time I can stop myself from being stupid and falling back into old habits. I guess time will tell.

I recently sold the Bowflex. It was really not doing a great job and substituted it for a Hoist bench with an olympic bar and weights.

Hoist Bench

As you can probably tell, this is a little different in respect to the type of workout I can do. The Bowflex was great for the rehab kind of stuff I needed after the surgery however it has been long enough and is about time that I got something that can truly replicate what I do in the gym. Speaking of the gym, given that my boss in his infinite wisdom is making Bob and I stay until 430 alternate days I have not been getting to the gym. I know it is a terrible excuse but by the time we get home in the freezing weather I just am nit up for getting changed for it all. So I have been working at home. Once the weather warms up again I will get back to the gym and of course we are pressuring the man to recant on his ridiculous requirement that we stay late, regardless of the “comfort” of the other staff.

I awoke one morning shortly before the wedding with a nagging soreness in my right rhomboid. This is not something I am unfamiliar with and so I was not surprised by it. However, the soreness did not get better and after the gym it was quire painful. The next day I awoke with an almost completely numb right hand and the inability to grip with any conviction. As it turns out, after an MRI and some testing I hd lost 60% of my strength and have apparently 3 impinging deiscs in my neck. HOWEVER, they are impinging on the left side, not the right where the pain and numbness are. So I went to see Dr Esmial who in turn sent me for the aforementioned MRI. In turn, once we got the results, he sent me back to Dr Striowski for Physio. All the while I have been having acupuncture for my back and trying several different treatments for my digestion issues.

The physio has been a world of help. After the first session I regained almost all my grip strength and am now at about 90%. However I still have numbness in my two outside fingers of my right hand. I also present with muscular weakness throughout my right side from my fingers up to my triceps. I have actually just switched from my first physio Karen to another Asian woman named Lianne who is far stronger and borderline violent with my head. Apparently my neck was just too much for Karen to move around given her own physical limitations.

The naturopath has been fine. My back, although sore at times has not given out at all and the points and massage do seem to help. They are also giving me hydrochloric acid to try to prevent my reflux problem and although hesitant, I do seem to have a marginal improvement. However, I am not going to jump to any conclusions with that since it seems to come and go with some ferocity.

Happy Pancake Day!!!

 

 

Pancake Tuesday – Feeling ambitious.

Well it’s that time of year again. Usually around this time if my resolutions have failed and I am feeling particularly ambitious I will give up something for lent. I have had unusual success with lent quitting, I recall such things as giving up sugar in my tea which lasted forever, and giving up caffeine for a year and pop for a year both of which were successful enterprises.This year however I am going for something a little more ambitious, however vague, it is something that I feel I need to attempt. This year I am giving up being a fat person. I have been a fat person for a long time now, ever since the surgery and I seem to have fallen into a cycle of self-pity that is really not helping. I suppose were I on Dr Phil’s stage he would tell me to stop playing the victim and although I resist this notion I feel that there may be a ring of truth to it. So I am deciding that it is time to get back to my life. The life I had before the surgery. Working out regularly, eating well, running and playing sports and generally not being a lazy fat person. I know that the risk of hurting my back is still very much a part of my life however I guess what I am saying is that I am not going to let that rule my life any more. This is in large part a result of my upcoming birthday too. Turning 40 is not something that I am particularly looking forward to but at the same time it is an opportunity to do something exceptional with my life. Of course this is all well and good to decide now but it is in the trenches that the wars are won. It is in the darkly lit living room where the snacks attack and the tired afternoons where the lazy person craves the couch. These are the battlefields where the fat person is defeated. They are also the places that the fat person is created.

So call it the maple syrup from the pancakes I had for breakfast talking but I am feeling particularly motivated right now. I am disappointed that I cut so much weight for the wedding and gained the majority of it back and although that does not really make up a big part of my motivation, it is a sign that my self control and my discipline are sorely lacking. So it is time to be my own coach. I feel that I do a pretty good job coaching the girls at gymnastics, and I know that in the past I have done a great job with my own workout discipline. It is about time that I stop listening to the fat person inside my head and reprogram that voice with the motivated, healthy and fit person that was in there before.

So here I go, officially for lent I am giving up being fat! Wish me luck!!