No, I’m not naming dwarfs in some awkwardly inappropriate remake of Snow White. 🙂
That little ray of sunshine, Mother Nature, has come for a visit…along with her friends: Bloaty, Crampy, Queasy, and Painful. I’m going on 24 hours of gross. I feel hideous.
This little visit is particularly awful, so of course last night I was questioning my wisdom in committing to 6 days of exercise in a row without consulting the damn period tracking app on my phone. I was curled up on the couch and couldn’t imagine even 3 minutes on the treadmill, seriously.
I don’t understand why on Earth we women have to suffer like this. For me, periods are debilitating and disgusting. I hate my period. I want to give Mother Nature a high five. In the face. With a chair.
This sums it up nicely:
So I’ve got cramps keeping me curled up on the couch, but I hate feeling guilty. I hate letting myself down (not to mention those of you who have been so awesome with support & calling me an inspiration, right?) What kind of an inspiration sits on her four asses all night? Not this girl! So I stewed over it for a while and came up with a satisfactory solution: resistance training.
Okay, actually, I did sit on my asses but I worked the hell out of my arms. I was on the couch with my laptop beside me, pumping iron like I was training for a Mega Insanity Blogger Convention! So that was my exercise last night.
Tonight I plan to get cranked up on about six ibuprofen and letting her rip on the treadmill. Probably not for 30 minutes, honestly, because I’ve been home sick all day and I have yet to stand up straight. Ick. I can’t look myself in the mirror if I do two nights in a row of resistance training on my arms, though, so something in my lower body region is going to have to move tonight. I’ll update the Facebook fan page either way.
I spoke with my possible surgeon’s office today. Last August, I was so exasperated with myself that I consulted a bariatric surgeon. Since then, I’ve had monthly phone appointments with his nutritionist, per my insurance company’s requirement. Even though I’ve been doing great since my epiphany last month, I wanted to keep my options fully open – so I’ve continued with the nutritionist and had my last consultation today.
Although I was a little wary that he would try to steer me towards surgery no matter what I said, he didn’t. We had a great conversation and the nutritionist was nothing but supportive. I felt really great about the whole thing and I told him it was fine to have someone follow up with me in 30 days, but for now my orders were to STAND DOWN because Dianne’s got her mojo back, baby! 🙂
After today’s consultation, I could have named my surgery date right now. I could have set that up today. I didn’t. The official decision is: no lap band surgery for me right now…I want to take my mojo out for a spin and see how I do. I feel like I can do this without the additional tool of surgery. If I can do this myself, that’s what I want.
The entire conversation with the nutritionist was very motivating to me because I have a very clear picture in my mind of the phone ringing in 30 days and me saying “I’ve lost more weight and I’m working out a lot now…I think I’m ok without surgery – but you can follow up with me in 30 days!”
Oh dear, what if it becomes extremely motivating for me to keep stringing along the surgeon’s office? LOL. Is that mean? I feel a little evil about it. 🙂 I actually believe, though, that once I get to a certain point I won’t need the “threat” of surgery to keep me motivated. I know from experience that if I lose enough weight you could hold a platter of Ding Dongs under my nose while I’m having my “ladies days” and all I’ll do is laugh the diabolical laugh of a woman in complete control of her cravings. Muahahahahaha!
In the next day or two, I’ll have a fun announcement to share with y’all. 🙂 I’m not giving away any secrets…but I think we’re all going to have a lot of fun and get a lot of motivation from it. I will most likely announce it one Facebook and Twitter because I can make the big blog announcement, but I’ll get the word out! Please stay tuned for that!!
For now, I’m going to slowly move in the direction of the treadmill. I’ll pop some ibuprofen and see what I can do. No promises, though – I may only be able to do 10 minutes. But, as Kerri posted on my Facebook Fan Page today:
That’s what I plan to do. A couple laps, then maybe I’ll make a Mother Nature voodoo doll out of maxi pads and tampons. Bitch better watch out.
How’s everyone doing on their marble projects???? What’s going on in your worlds? Please post and let me know…we’re all supporting each other!