After I awoke and recovered from the sugar coma of last weekend, I ate well, kept moving, got all my steps in every day, and doing my strength training stuff throughout the day.
So what’s the problem you ask?
I know I can be doing better. I really didn’t have the motivation to walk this week.
I know part of that was because Wall-E didn’t eat for a couple of days so we took him to the Doggie Doc and got him on some meds. There are possibly two things going on with that though. They did an Xray of his chest and throat ( because of the symptoms we gave them ) and they showed two things. 1. He basically has Doggie Bronchitis so he needed meds and no long walks for a couple weeks. 2. The throat xray showed that there may be a small something at the back of the throat or base of the tongue. The Vet said that if he continued to eat ( because we finally got him to eat something ) then she wouldn’t be concerned about it at this point, but to come back in a few months, to have it rechecked, or if he stops eating again for a couple days that I should call and bring him in immediately. They will then sedate him and stick a camera down his throat to see what is going on there.
So, yes, I’m worried about my puppy, who certainly isn’t acting sick now that he has food in him, but the last couple of weeks I have just lost my UMPF.
I know I have the excuse of NaNoWriMo quickly coming to a close and I still need to complete the last 1/4 of the book, and ya know…. LIFE… but doesn’t everyone have life and other stuff going on? I feel like this month, I have literally just put myself on hold. Which isn’t right. Mentally, I’m there. I have all these plans of what I’m going to do, and then…… NOTHING. It’s like when the time comes for me to do it, the thought never crosses my mind until I’m either here at work, or going to bed, and I yell at myself for not doing it. It’s just I know I can do better.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m eating mostly ok, though I have my %$^!#$% times ( as witnessed in said sugar coma post ), and I am getting steps and str training in, but by the time I get home, it’s dark, cold, wet and …foggy. The last thing I want to do is go out and walk.
The husband unit and I are discussing possibly pooling our Christmas money together and getting a treadmill and sticking it in the living room, where we can’t miss it. It will be staring at us in the face, and we can walk while we watch TV or a movie. I’m totally on board with that, but I’ve always wanted an elliptical because of the non-impact and it gets arms and legs. However, the husband unit is worried it will cause issues with his back. He has a herniated disk at the base of his spine, and it is not a good thing when that acts up. I know an elliptical is a lot more money, but if we are gonna throw the money down for it, then I want to make sure that whatever we get, is worth the cash.
Oh.. the good news is that even after last weekends sugar coma / food extravaganza, I still lost 1/2 a pound. It isn’t much, but I’ll take it. It is the scale moving in the right direction. Though it does remind me that if I was rocking this, I probably could have lost 2 lbs, which I try to grab onto, but yea, I’m just too tired to right now. Oh yea, did I forget to mention that I’m getting an average of about 4.5 hours of sleep a night according to my Fit Bit, and one night I only got 2 hours and 15 minutes. Ya, that pretty much sucked.
I guess the short story for this week.
I HAVE ISSUES.