So, I was feeling really good and then...
Thursday, April 21, 2011
...Tuesday I went on a cleaning binge.
I mean, that's better then the binge I went on Saturday...which included...no, consisted of...a whole medium hand tossed Domino's Ultimate Pepperoni pizza...AFTER dinner. Yes, I had a complete day of my usual [now] healthy eating. THEN, because I had been stressed all day and just felt completely crazy, I went online and ordered pizza...at 9pm.
I had loads of time to think it over...still ate it. It's a stubborn Taurus thing. Also? I started my period the next day. So. Apparently, also a crazy hormone induced thing. Which is hard to schedule or prevent, because menopause makes the periods...well, it is completely unpredictable. NO rhyme or reason. ESPECIALLY not reason. Gah.
Anyhow, to my credit [falling down in hysterical laughter here] I stopped there, rather than proceed to my old usual of a week long eating-whatever-steps-into-my-
path fest. Still the damage was done...sodium-wise. I gained, get this...between the hormones and the pizza? 5.3 pounds. FIVE point THREE POUNDS. OVERNIGHT.
It is now Thursday...almost a week later. I still have .4 to go to get back to where I was on Saturday morning. *sigh* Two steps forward, a half step back. Lesson learned. I hope.
Anyhow, TUESDAY, I was feeling a better and they were calling for the possibility of storms, including a tornado watch...and the closet we use for tornado warnings was in less than perfect shape. We COULD have gotten in there in a real emergency, but I usually have it set up in a way that we would actually be comfortable and have a place to sit.
So, I got a fire under me and reorganized all my clothes, put winter stuff up and hung the least used things way up at the ceiling [tall ceilings in TX, even in the closet and usually a rod way up there] and folded and shoved and moved and climbed up and down and over between two step stools...I was like a freaking mountain goat, I tell you!! Most of what I did was over my head or at chest level.
I felt so good about that, I went to the family room and moved the furniture into the "summer" configuration. In the summer, my windows to the backyard are the focal point; in the winter, it's the fireplace. So...moved a loveseat, chaise, recliner, slate/wrought iron coffee table and matching end table from one side, to the other, flip flopping them.
Between the two rooms, it took me almost 2 hours. I was sweating and really working the whole time. I felt like I got an excellent workout - I was really happy with myself. Wednesday I got up, took a deep breath to yawn and nearly collapsed from pain. Between my shoulder blades was a pain that was like someone stabbing me! I am so mad. I did rest it yesterday and iced it and took NSAIDs. I still have it today, but at least I can take a breath without grunting. Good grief.
Today, I got on the bike for an hour because it's the only thing I can do without horrible pain and still work up a sweat. At least there's that.
All in all, I am broken, but I'm not letting it stop me. And I screwed up, but I'm not letting it define me. I think I am calling it a win.