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Showing posts with label aerobics. Show all posts

What else can I do?

I woke up yesterday with one of the worst stiff necks I've had in a while. I have to get up all through the night to let the puppy out, so I think that I'm sleeping with one eye open. And then I never get in a comfortable position and end up sleeping in some twisted, mangled mess. Anyway, I feel better today.

I don't have a calorie count for yesterday because I wasn't counting. Also, my weight is up by three pounds. I'm not sure what's up with that. For the past two days, I haven't cared. But I have to get back into it. At least I haven't gained a lot. I think it's mostly water retention. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, menopause sucks.

I made it to the gym today. I did 49 minutes on the treadmill—24 minutes walking backward and 25 minutes walking forward with 15 of those minutes doing gradual inclines all the way up to 15%. Then I stretched for 10 minutes. And to make it all worthwhile, I saw My Gym Hunk. Tomorrow, I have to get back to the weights. I don't want to lose the muscle I've gained. I wish the aerobics classes would start up again.

I don't feel defeated in the weight-loss department, but I don't feel like—why am I even trying? If I just maintain, I'll be happy. But I'll keep trying. I don't know what else to do.

Not much else to say today.

Post Script
Two A-Holes Go for a Walk
I took the boys for a 30-minute walk at lunch time. That gives me a total of 79 minutes of cardio activity for today.

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AARP Wants Me

Well, it's official. I'm old. I got a letter from AARP in the mail yesterday letting me know that I could join for a mere $12.95 and enjoy all of the benefits of membership. What a wonderful time to be 50. I wonder if Madonna and Michael Jackson got letters, too?


My stomach feels sick because I ate two pieces of zucchini bread and a very large brownie. I feel like I'm going to hurl. Gak. I undid all of my hard work from this morning. Spending an hour and a half exercising doesn't make sense if I'm going to blow it eating crap.

I was talking to another girl at the gym today who has also plateaued. She said the weight just won't budge. I don't know if she also ate two pieces of zucchini bread and a very large brownie today, though. But reality is that it isn't just today.

I look at myself, and I look much better. I'm still toning up. Today I had a huge amount of energy—which I've kind of put the kibosh on with my eating. Now I feel like going to sleep. I still have a bulging midsection, though. And that bothers me more than anything else. I'd like to have the aerobics class back. We were doing a lot of sit ups in there. And it was helping. Maybe if we do get it back, the increased intensity of the exercise will help. Maybe sooner or later, something will help.

Being stuck for so long has made me not care what I put in my mouth at times. I still go for the healthier choices (hey, isn't that a brand name?). But sometimes I falter—like today. So that's where I stand.

The weekend is here. And that's a good thing. I'm ready to relax.

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Chocolate Cake Is Great

Yesterday, I drove around for a while crying. Then I stopped by a grocery store and bought this delightful treat called a whoppie pie. It was chocolate cake with a creamy vanilla filling. Ten minutes after I ate it, I felt better. I'm not sure if it was the combination of sugar and chocolate, but it was wonderful. I also ate a pint of chocolate ice cream. Some people need a drink. I just need a shot of chocolate, or a pint as the case may be.


So this morning I made it to the gym. I did 70 minutes of aerobics—50 minutes on the treadmill and 20 minutes on the elliptical. Sweat was pouring from me. It felt pretty good.

I have an appointment with my doctor today. I'm going to see about getting some of meds switched—like switching Lasix for Maxcide. And I'm getting an antidepressant. Before you say anything, for me it's better than lying around depressed for the next six months. And it's better than gorging myself on chocolate.

I haven't eaten anything yet today. And I don't especially feel hungry. But I should eat something. I have a meeting in a few minutes, so I should do it before then.


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No Internet, No Aerobics, No Diet

I had no frigging Internet all day yesterday. But Comcast has finally admitted that it "may be their fault." And they are coming today to fix it.

And there will be no early morning aerobics classes in August. Why? Because the fitness manager decided that not enough people were showing up. And why keep a class going when you can cut off your nose to spite your face? I think this has more to do with personal power than it does with an actual decision that it wasn't cost effective. True, many days I was the only one who showed up. But that wasn't the case everyday. So who are you really spiting?

I'm still having trouble with the eating. And my appointment with the nutritionist isn't until August 11. I just need to be accountable to somebody. Maybe I could enlist a friend. I'm thinking a high protein diet may be the way go. I always do best on it. But once I get started eating grain, it's all over. Then I can't stop.

OK. I have a lot to do before I leave today. So more tomorrow.

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It's Too Much Like Personal Training—What Did I Say?

I'm such a worrier. The EPA teleconference went fine. Just a few minor changes to the proposal overall—a little more detail here and there. I don't know why I always feel like something terrible is going to happen. I guess maybe if I prepare myself for the worst, I won't feel so bad when and if it does happen.


I had no Internet access last night. It was very frustrating. This has been going on since Comcast started screwing around with the channel lineup—but ask them about it and they'll tell you there have been no interruptions in service and look at you with this blank expression. You why they do that? It's if they admit that service is being interrupted, they would have to give everyone credit on their bill. And God knows that can't happen.

Well, there are no aerobics classes throughout August. I guess not enough people have been showing up, and the fitness manager thinks it's too much like personal training—what did I say?—to allow one person to take a class by herself—that means me. This kind of puts the screws to my fitness routine. But I guess a break won't hurt me. And I can find something else to do for a while. But I want the classes back in the fall.

I was sweating like crazy this morning. I guess the humidity is really high. I was literally drenched. I could have wrung out my t-shirt. I did 45 minutes on the treadmill and 20 minutes on a stationary bike. The bike was hard. I'm not used to riding a bike. I think this might help me step it up a little.

Another busy day. I'll be back tomorrow.

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I Got A Lot of Wants

Aerobics this morning was hard. Toward the end of the week, I'm tired and it takes all I have to make through class. But I did it. Tomorrow is Friday and then I get a break for a couple of days.


I have so much work to do around the house, and I'm not getting anything done. The summer is flying by, and my living room walls are still in disrepair. I wish I had a lot of money so I could just hire someone to do all of the work that needs done. I know what I'd like to do, but I don't have the resources. I want to do a plank ceiling throughout the house to give it more of a cottage feel and look. I'd like to have recessed lighting in the kitchen. I want to rip out all of the paneling, then insulate the walls and put up a vapor barrier and then drywall. I'm thinking I'd like new kitchen cabinets, but I could get away without them for now. I want a tiled back splash and a hardwood floor in the kitchen. And I want a new dishwasher. I want new interior doors throughout, including the closets. I want a new backdoor. I want crown molding and new baseboards. I want a new ceiling fan in the living room, one in the kitchen, and one in my bedroom. I want my hardwood floors refinished. I want to remodel the basement.

Those are a lot of wants, aren't they? But you know what? Mostly I just sit around and think about how great the house could look. I also want new windows and siding. And a two-car garage. I want a new fence around the backyard. I want a deck off the back of the house. I want landscaping. Is all of this asking too much? Probably.

Anyway, as usual the exercise part of my program is going well. The diet still needs a lot of work. If they would just stop making anything out of chocolate, I'd stand a chance.

Today I am filled with "wants." I wish I could find a way to achieve everything I want to do.

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It's the Surprises that Really Count

I woke up at 4 a.m. and couldn't go back to sleep. So now I feel overly tired. I'd love to take a nap.


I did the aerobics class this morning. At least there was one other person besides me today. I guess the instructors have gotten the word that they can't teach a class with just one person in it. At least I'm committed to my exercise. But it does make me sad that I'll find something else to do on days that I'm the only one who shows up.

I'm thinking of getting a manicure and pedicure tonight. I think that will make me feel better.

OK. I didn't do it.

Life is full of twists and turns and nothing ever turns out the way you plan. But then I guess if you could plan every minute of your life, it won't be worth living. It's the surprises that take your breath away.

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In a Class by Myself

Once again, I was the only one in aerobics class today. And it wears me out. It leaves so little room for slacking off when you're in a class by yourself. But, hey, I'm better for it, right?


We've got a three-day weekend coming up. I'm looking forward to it. Maybe I can sleep in a little. Maybe not. But at least I won't have to go to work.

I have the girls this weekend. That'll be fun—or challenging as the case may be.

Amazingly I can think of little to say today. I'm worn out. I feel like rubber. Maybe I'll write something later.

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No More Travel Please

I had another one of those personal aerobics classes today—where I was the only one who showed up. So it was OK. And the instructor kind of toned down a lot of the class just for me—because I'm old and can't move around like those young kids do. And I'm not kidding.


Well, I'm back from a really good conference/workshop. I got a lot out of it. It was the League of Women Voters Water Resources Education Network conference. They really do a lot even though they are a small group. And it was everything I need for a lot of work I'm doing here—source water protection stuff. So, it's all good.

I'll try to write more later. I have so much to catch up on.

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I'm Melting

The humidity is so bad here, I almost sweat myself to death this morning. It was literally dripping from me. And I clocked in another aerobics class.


I was wondering how the instructor who teaches the boot camp class feels knowing that she's actually killed people?

Crush sighting. It's a good day.

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It's Like Boot Camp

Man. Aerobics was tough this morning. One of the other girls in the class asked the aerobics instructor: "What? Are trying to train us for the police academy?" Full sit ups. Jumping squats.I thought I was going to die. But it was one of those workouts that you end up being glad you made it through. I know if I could workout like that everyday, I would really get somewhere in my fitness goals.


I am noticing that I am firming up quite a bit—especially my butt and legs. Hey, I'm an apple. I wish my waist would whittle down a lot quicker, but that's really going to require some work. And my arms too. They need a lot work. I hate my arms. I wish I had enough money for plastic surgery.

Well, life remains good. And it's another busy day. So until tomorrow.

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Stepping through the Intervals

I started taking the soy isoflavones and resveratrol last Friday. I have not weighed myself just yet. I will definitely be weighed tomorrow. I'll let you know what the results are. But, remember, I'm also taking CLA and bioidentical hormones. So, we'll see what happens.


"Crush" sighting this morning. Yea. All I need to do is see him. I had to go to aerobics so I didn't get to stay out in the gym part where he was. But I caught a few glimpses. Whoa.

Aerobics was especially hard today. I caught sight of my face in mirror, and it was blood red with huge sweat beads broke out on my forehead. I looked like I was going to pass out. But I made it through. We did step aerobics and then intervals. The intervals were the hard part. It like: "Jesus, just make it stop."

I'm working on eating right—you know, fewer calories than I actually need to get the weight loss started up again. But I'm trying other new things, too. I'm hoping that I'm making changes.

Well, it's another big day here in Tinker Town—you know, work. So I gotta go for now. Until tomorrow,

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Nothing New under the Sun

For several posts now, I have misspelled sighting. I hate it when I do stuff like that. I know the difference, but for some reason it doesn't make it to the keypad. Anyway, again today, no "crush" sighting. I'm disappointed.


Today's aerobic workout was much less bruising than previous workouts. I think the instructor was tired. The workout didn't hurt or make me want to puke. It was OK. I enjoyed it. Exercise should be fun—not painful, right?

I'm still working on the diet. I just need to cut out the extras—I say as I scarf down some sunflower seeds. I'd like to get an appointment with a nutrition counselor. I'm doing the ole' emotional-eating thing again.

I wish I had some good news to report. But nothing new is going on.



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I'm Not Dying to Take Boot Camp

It's Thursday. I may take tomorrow off, but I'm not sure yet. I was feeling kind of run down, but after my workout I feel better. And I got to see my crush on the way out the door. That always makes me feel better, too. Tha thump. Tha thump. Too cute. Anyway, the day seems to be getting better.


I was thinking of taking a day off because my aches and pains had aches pains. But I feel better. I don't know what happened in the matter of a couple of hours, but hey.

Today, one of the ladies in my aerobics class was talking about the Boot Camp that they have at the gym. Apparently, this guy went home to take shower after the class, and had a heart attack and died. OK. That's all I needed to know. I won't be doing Boot Camp. And the aerobics instructor takes the class as well. She does not recommend it for people who are not already in superior condition. It's a lot of running—likes miles and miles of running. And that's great if that's what you want to do. But I think I'll pass. Anyway, if I'm out running around somewhere, I may miss seeing my crush. And that would be criminal.


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It's All Just So So

Getting up in the morning and going to the gym are becoming such a habit that it seems too dull to write them anymore. Yes, I went to the gym again today. I feel like I'm losing a lot in abs now, too. They just feel firmer. I think the twice weekly aerobics class has more to do with than anything else I'm doing. The instructor is on a death mission I think. She really earns her money. Anyway, I think it's working.


I still struggle with my diet, though. I just love to eat. And it seems like I'm always hungry. Like right now, even though I've had pineapple, yogurt, and nuts, I could still eat. Oh, and a V-8. So what's up with that?

Everything is pretty much the same. I still hate my arms.

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It's Time for Phase III

Today's' workout was mild compared to the workouts of the last couple of weeks. I used to think this particular aerobics instructor was the most difficult. But I have since changed my mind. Karen, the regular instructor, has changed her workout so much that it's like boot camp. Ali's workout is nothing compared to what I've been going through. But it was a nice break. I feel refreshed today rather than completely beaten up.


I need to get my metabolism going again. I've weighed the exact same amount for three weeks now. I was losing. But it's stalled.

I don't know if I said anything about this. I can't remember. But I was approved for Phase III of my insurance company's weight management program. That means I get my membership for half price for the next year. Phase III for me doesn't really begin until mid June, but it never hurts to be ready. I can now have a seamless transition. Yea. Maybe I already said this; I really can't remember. I will still be weighed and measured every month. And I think I will be able to stay on track.

OK, OK, what else? I have to go to Washington, D.C. next week, so I likely won't be posting Monday through Thursday. But rest assured that I will be working out somewhere. I will try to stick to my eating plan as best as I can while away. Maybe getting away from it all for a couple days is what I need. I will exercise tomorrow and Monday here. Tuesday and Wednesday—damn I won't get to go to the gym—I'll be working out somewhere in D.C. I think the hotel has some sort of gym and there's a gym nearby. There's also a walking trail, but I'm not sure about that unless I can get someone to go with me—big city, walking around alone, not a good combination.

All right—later on people.

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Picking Up Some Produce—And Maybe Some Other Stuff

On my way home yesterday I decided to stop for some groceries. Once in the store, my first stop was in the produce section. As I was trying to find a package of strawberries that hadn't been squished, I man reached across me saying, "Excuse me, I'd just like to check these (meaning the strawberries—I hope)."


I said, "Oh, I'm sorry," and moved out of the way.

Then he said, "You're alright sweetie."

"Sweetie," I'm thinking. "When was the last time anyone called me sweetie?" I'm still thinking.

He then put the package back and moved to the other side of the produce counter and started looking over the apples—but he was directly across from me sort of giving me the side eye. Kind of unnerved, I quickly moved on. But it was kind of nice—even though there was no way I wanted this to go any farther. So this was a first for me.

Today's aerobic workout was tough. The instructor has been taking the boot camp classes, and I think she's decided that we all need punished. (I decided not to do boot camp this time. Maybe next time.) I was completely worn out at the end of class. I don't think I could've done another sit up, squat, or anything else. I still feel like she beat me up.

I got an invitation to a pot luck social at the gym. We're supposed to bring a healthy dish along with the recipe. I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet. Something Mexican probably—that's my favorite. The social is on the 26th.

So. . . what else. I think that's about it for today.

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I Must Have a Negative Charge

Ack. I've been having a lot of trouble with electrical things these days. My electric at home was in such bad shape that my house could've burned down, and today my computer at work crashed. Hmmm. Is it me?


Well, I had to have my thyroid medication increased. So I'm back to my old dosage. I should've stayed there to begin with. And I was really starting to feel hypothyroid. I was bloated and not losing any weight. So we'll see what the increase does. It will probably take a few days for it to regulate. But once the meds were increased, my appetite diminished. I have to get more blood work done in about six weeks. So we'll see.

The weather has been really bad here. I made it to the gym this morning—but the place was bare. The aerobics instructor came in, but I told her she didn't have do a whole class just for me. So I walked on the track for about 45 minutes and did about 35 minutes on the elliptical.

I got my electric repaired at home yesterday. But I am so happy. It's done. Yea. And he really did it up for me. it's always good to have a friend who's an electrician.

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I'm Making It Quick

I just now got onto Blogger. I haven't been able to get on for a couple of days. I'm not sure why.


I did a step aerobics class this morning. The little girl who teaches this class has a lot of energy. I always feel like I should be in puddle on floor when it's over. For some reason I had a lot of leg cramps today. But I muddled my way through it.

Yesterday I went out for Chinese food at lunchtime. I thought to myself, "I like Chinese food. Why don't I eat it more often?" Well, this morning I remembered why. I woke up feeling like a blowfish. I was so puffed up. It's getting a little better now. And I had a headache. I still have a headache.

The weather is freezing here—makes it hard to do anything. I hate it when it's this cold.

I'm going to end this here. I'm afraid I'll get kicked off again.

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Wine Before Bed?

I had another rough night sleeping. I did get about six hours. I've taken to drinking a couple glasses of wine before bed. I can then at least fall sleep even if I don't stay asleep. And I even stayed up until almost 10 p.m. I think I just have too much on my mind.


Where can a 49-year-old woman find a job writing and editing? I am so ready for a change. But I'm old, too. And that's true even if I don't see myself as old. So what am I to do?

This morning's workout was good. I felt much better for doing it. I considered staying in bed. It was an aerobics class. The instructor claimed she was recovering from strep throat and had low energy. Yeah, right. I wish I had that much energy when I'm feeling good. Anyway, it was good.

Once again today, I'm going to try to keep to myself. The less I know about the goings on here at work, the better off I am.

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