cycle, recycle
so I am continuing to roll through the daily cycle of pushing the body and rebuilding muscles and starting to feel the recycle, a longer wavelength or time period of changes that bring me back to being centered, being me... it's been a long time since I actually lived there, but the memory is becoming clearer with each step... and day after day, alone on the hill...
meanwhile, there's a giant Hershey's Kiss sitting on the edge of the kitchen counter that is about a foot from the nose each time I enter the kitchen and Raspy and Precious take big chunks out of it every few hours... it's been going on since Friday night and I haven't given in yet... I don't think I will, which is an almost scary change, but definitely proof that I am closer to my core where it becomes obvious that decisions are so much easier to follow than desires (a revelation for most, I imagine, and perhaps once upon a time it was for me as well)...
today I just sat around most of the time... woke to a phone call, as one of you know... I napped a couple of hours after that and then just hung around the house... I still do not get enough sleep, but then, the day is way too short for enough sleep most of the time... I even watched bowling on TV... I did get laundry done and cooked some hot garlic shrimp and Spanish rice... yum...
in the news of the body, weight remains stable after three days of much less restrictive eating, which is a good sign... and now I start the strict eating for a few days to drop another few pounds and hopefully the process will continue to work... this is the first week I have had no word (or anything else) from the kidneys, which is better than previous weeks and hopefully a sign that they are f8inally close to cleaned out and adjusting to the new energy and food processing levels... I'll give the doctor a call in a few days cuz she should have the results of the lab tests she ordered by then and we shall see how the sugar and carb restrictions effected the lab levels... if they're substantially improved, maybe I'll treat myself to my own ultra-decadent kind of mac 'n cheese... ice cream, chocolate, and any other sweets shall wait another couple of months until the weight is in what I know is my healthy range...
and that's about the life in RealTime™ for today... thank you for being here and for the words you leave... I hope you found something good to focus on and enjoy in your day and feel better than you did yesterday on your way to feeling the best you can feel (cuz no matter how good we feel, we can always feel better :)
Labels: changes, chocolate, choices, doctors, energy, focus, food, gym, health, home, hope, kidneys, lazy, life, mtmm, sleepdep, smile, TV
2 Comments:
lol Candoor
Alas the connundrum of being human
If the body wants it, it must be good
But as the pounds pile on from the bread, the pasta, the chocolate, the icecream ...
we realise that because the body desires it does not make it good.
I won't rub it in, but I'm one of those whose metabolism allows me to eat cakes till I drop, and indian take-aways only add inches after a year or two of consuming vast quantities daily.
And I don't even have to cycle.
But I admire your commitment, to get up there and get past the burn - supposed to be euphoric when the adrenalin flows.
Me, I can't even get down to do a few press-ups - I do one, and ask myself do I want to do this - and inevitably talk myself out of it.
But yep diet is one thing we should learn at childhood, just because one can eat doughnuts and not put on weight, does not mean another can.
Just like one can have tons of sugar on their doughnuts - but clearly diabetics can't
Alas the fate of the DNA & genes we are born into or born with.
What we can control is what we eat
and the level of exercise we do.
Of course easier said than done. lol!
if I was a true drama queen, I'd hate you :)
alas, I am but a faux-queen playing at quasi-drama just to pass the time between magical romances... and confessions like this one are why I don't have a larger audience (as I was told many times in my years of rambling at diaryland, most of the audience do not want to peek behind the curtain, no matter how much they pretend to want to know :)
the Wizard of Odd has spoken...
I definitely have rather faulty genes, apparently (I have no knowledge of any biological family, so I only can judge my genes based on this body in which I live)... more and more little and big challenges are popping up as the years go by... I suppose I am extremely lucky I was such an avid long distance runner as a kid and youth for I learned that the hormonal high definitely worth pushing past the initial fatigue and pain so it is much easier for me to do it now that the genes and body require it...
not that it's so easy, but...
:)
thank you for your words and thoughts... having feedback and friends paying some attention to the journey makes any challenge more fun...
hope all is well out there in your world :)
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