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ugh. i have such a shit cold. i was literally fine on Monday, worked til 6 without a single symptom, then by midnight was sucking down Sudafed and Benadryl and could barely sleep sitting up. Tuesday I ran a fever and was sitting in the 70-degree sun wearing sweatpants and a fleece hoodie, visibly shivering. the WORST.
i'm feeling a lot better except i cannot smell a thing, and i have zero appetite. this is good since i've stopped counting calories, which i did all summer not as a diet thing but because I've taken up weight lifting with Mike to gain some muscle. it's all in the likely-futile fight against osteoporosis...or at least an attempt to get it later than age 54, which is when my mother was diagnosed. so far so good! i am repping 105 lbs in squats and i deadlifted my body weight a week ago. pretty badass if you ask me, considering my upper body strength usually rivals mayyybe that of your average kindergartener.
normally i try to eat as close to my body weight (in lbs) in protein (in grams) per day, plus i manage my other calories so i stay in a reasonable range. this whole week i havent been tracking a thing, and it's good, because i probably ate 800 calories every day. today i had a 35-calorie flatbread thing with like half a tablespoon of peanut butter...then an eggplant parmesan sub, which at least had to be a lot, i hope. and then i had a soda, because why not, when you have >600 calories left in the day? and that's it. because i dont smell or taste food, so why eat food? it's like Topamax all over again, without the intrusive hallucinations and crying spells over what color socks to wear.
on the good side, this week i got my pharmacist license and my immunization certification. I'm hoping to get some hours next week! My bank account is hopelessly empty, so it is definitely THE TIME. ever have to check your phone app to see if your balance can cover a purchase before swiping your debit card? it's a super awesome feeling.
in other news, we are getting a second dog tomorrow. let's hope this is not a monumental mistake. like people who have a second kid and think it wont be that much more work. he's super adorable and Missy has already met him and they get along. i am surprisingly optimistic. as long as he doesnt eat any of my cats i will deem this a successful operation.
tomorrow i will hopefully post some pictures of my summer :)
i'm feeling a lot better except i cannot smell a thing, and i have zero appetite. this is good since i've stopped counting calories, which i did all summer not as a diet thing but because I've taken up weight lifting with Mike to gain some muscle. it's all in the likely-futile fight against osteoporosis...or at least an attempt to get it later than age 54, which is when my mother was diagnosed. so far so good! i am repping 105 lbs in squats and i deadlifted my body weight a week ago. pretty badass if you ask me, considering my upper body strength usually rivals mayyybe that of your average kindergartener.
normally i try to eat as close to my body weight (in lbs) in protein (in grams) per day, plus i manage my other calories so i stay in a reasonable range. this whole week i havent been tracking a thing, and it's good, because i probably ate 800 calories every day. today i had a 35-calorie flatbread thing with like half a tablespoon of peanut butter...then an eggplant parmesan sub, which at least had to be a lot, i hope. and then i had a soda, because why not, when you have >600 calories left in the day? and that's it. because i dont smell or taste food, so why eat food? it's like Topamax all over again, without the intrusive hallucinations and crying spells over what color socks to wear.
on the good side, this week i got my pharmacist license and my immunization certification. I'm hoping to get some hours next week! My bank account is hopelessly empty, so it is definitely THE TIME. ever have to check your phone app to see if your balance can cover a purchase before swiping your debit card? it's a super awesome feeling.
in other news, we are getting a second dog tomorrow. let's hope this is not a monumental mistake. like people who have a second kid and think it wont be that much more work. he's super adorable and Missy has already met him and they get along. i am surprisingly optimistic. as long as he doesnt eat any of my cats i will deem this a successful operation.
tomorrow i will hopefully post some pictures of my summer :)