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I'll be happy when Halloween is over. I love the costumes etc. I hate the fact that there's way too much chocolate kicking around. I've been so stressed it's not even funny, and we have a ton of candy in the office as part of our incentive program for our kids. This means I'm eating a lot of chocolate. Chocolate is high in arginine, and too much arginine will make me sick. Stress plus tons of chocolate plus not enough sleep or lysine means Anne is sick. It's annoying.
I got to the gym for the first time in over a month last night. I looked at my workout book and the last time I'd gone was September 23. Ugh. Granted for two weeks I was still riding my bike, but not working out was definitely getting to me. I ran for 20 minutes, did about 2 miles straight, at kind of a slow plod. But I did it, and that's the important part. And I feel a lot better. I'm going to try to at least go to run 3 to 4 times a week. Maybe a lift Tuesday/Thursday Sunday, and just a run and abs on Monday. Running means that I focus on my body and my breathing and nothing else. It hurts somewhat, and I need to get insoles for my sneakers now that I've broken them in a bit 'cause I'm pronating when I run and my feet are starting to hurt. Fix that at the beginning and I'll be good. I still can't lift anything with my arms. Even putting the 45lb plates on the sled hurts. That's really bad for me. And of course it feeds into my whole neurosis about not being weak and having to be tough all the time. No matter how much I remind myself that I'm trying to recover from an injury, and that it's not a sign of weakness to not do arm or full-body lifts and that it's actually smart and taking care of my body, I still start to beat myself up about it. It's annoying.
I need to learn to take better care of myself. It's the classic "who takes care of the care-takers?" I just don't have the energy to take care of myself when I get done with work. I want to hand it over to someone else, even if it's just a hug. And I've effectively cut myself off from a lot of things, because I don't feel like being social. It's a vicious circle. I need to figure out how to do it because otherwise I'll just burn myself out.
Today is our Halloween Party at work. I'm conservative goth, ie black pants, black long-sleeve shirt, dangly silver jewelry, black top-hat, and full out makeup. The kids are going to tweak. It'll be great.
I got to the gym for the first time in over a month last night. I looked at my workout book and the last time I'd gone was September 23. Ugh. Granted for two weeks I was still riding my bike, but not working out was definitely getting to me. I ran for 20 minutes, did about 2 miles straight, at kind of a slow plod. But I did it, and that's the important part. And I feel a lot better. I'm going to try to at least go to run 3 to 4 times a week. Maybe a lift Tuesday/Thursday Sunday, and just a run and abs on Monday. Running means that I focus on my body and my breathing and nothing else. It hurts somewhat, and I need to get insoles for my sneakers now that I've broken them in a bit 'cause I'm pronating when I run and my feet are starting to hurt. Fix that at the beginning and I'll be good. I still can't lift anything with my arms. Even putting the 45lb plates on the sled hurts. That's really bad for me. And of course it feeds into my whole neurosis about not being weak and having to be tough all the time. No matter how much I remind myself that I'm trying to recover from an injury, and that it's not a sign of weakness to not do arm or full-body lifts and that it's actually smart and taking care of my body, I still start to beat myself up about it. It's annoying.
I need to learn to take better care of myself. It's the classic "who takes care of the care-takers?" I just don't have the energy to take care of myself when I get done with work. I want to hand it over to someone else, even if it's just a hug. And I've effectively cut myself off from a lot of things, because I don't feel like being social. It's a vicious circle. I need to figure out how to do it because otherwise I'll just burn myself out.
Today is our Halloween Party at work. I'm conservative goth, ie black pants, black long-sleeve shirt, dangly silver jewelry, black top-hat, and full out makeup. The kids are going to tweak. It'll be great.