It has now been just about 3 months since my last reconstruction surgery and my commitment to get back into shape. This is my public report card to keep me accountable:
Weight - I have lost 10 pounds which puts me at the weight I was before all the surgeries. (you would think cutting off body parts would have reduced my weight, but it didn’t) I am now in a healthy range but I could stand to lose a few more pounds before the cooler weather sets in and I switch from berries to mashed potatoes. I am not really trying to diet but with Martha cutting out the carbs (she has lost 30 pounds) I am just naturally eating healthier.
Strength - I have been going to the gym fairly regularly and have surpassed the amount of weight I could lift even before all the surgeries. It helps that Beaner’s BF is a strength and conditioning coach and Peachie is an exercise science major. They keep giving me new things to try which has kept it fresh and interesting. I am still not what anyone would call “strong” - I still can’t open a jar, and a toddler could beat me in an arm wrestling match. But I am stronger than I ever was which is a good goal.
Aerobic - Have I mentioned how much I hate doing the aerobic exercises? Boredom sets in and I wind up avoiding the machines. Peachie did suggest that I do 10 minutes on three different machines which has helped, and on those few mornings when it has not been too muggy I have managed to get out on my bike. It has been too hot to even walk the dog. This area needs a lot more work.
Bending/stretching - I still have not made it back to yoga. I don’t know why. My gym has a free class at a time I could easily go. And I have not even been stretching at home. I think this is mainly because Beaner’s BF is always around and who wants to have their butt waving around in downward dog while their daughter's BF is sitting behind them? Yeah, no one. Still, I am feeling so stiff I need to do something.
Spiritual - my trip into the mountains did wonders for my spiritual health. Plus, I am now spending a lot time in my flower and vegetable gardens which I love That’s all good. But I still haven’t done an ounce of volunteering. I am living in chaos at home and camp with various projects going on, and I am allowing the BF to get under my skin.
Emotional - I do not seem to be in good place these days. I am feeling fragile and moody. The word bitchy comes to mind. I am quick to frustration, especially with my youngest daughter who just seems to get on my last nerve, constantly. I am starting to think this may be tied to the estrogen killers I take. I am once again having wicked hot flashes and very restless sleep. Or maybe I feel the sadness of the anniversary of my beloved therapist Lauren. Either way, I have a string of medical appointments coming up and I have made an appointment with my new therapist. I need to straighten this out before someone in my family is charged with justifiable homicide.
So, except for my new muscle definition this is a pretty poor report. I am definitely out of balance. Some of the emotional things I don’t understand yet, but things like volunteering and being bendy is just laziness. It’s a weird thing when you KNOW what’s good for you but you don’t do it.
Anyone have any good motivational techniques?