Today is a bad leg day, but overall I think I'm doing great. My husband and I have started a health regime and we're sticking to it admirably. I've lost nearly 5 kilos in two weeks, something my thyroid would have laughed at if you'd told me I could do this before.
Everyday I've been walking, running, using gym equipment. I keep getting spammed by gyms for membership applications but honestly, I prefer to be by myself mostly when I exercise so I'm ignoring them. Particularly the ones that won't tell me their fees. Suss as all hell.
A voucher for $200 off makes me cringe. I paid less than $200 for a year at my last gym, what the hell is the real price if that's the discount??
Plus when you do shift work, it's hard to make it to the gym regular like.
Especially when assholes keep cancelling the gym classes you like most.
Step and Konga for the win. That's all I'm sayin'.
Normally I take my Ipod with me when we go walking. For one thing, it tracks my steps and things, and for another I find music is a pretty powerful motivator. I have different playlists for whatever I'm doing. At first, hubby found it annoying because he thought I couldn't hear him but when we go walking together I have the tunes turned down and I normally play instrumentals.
I can't tell you how much better most songs sound without their idiotic lyrics.
I don't go walking around my suburb without hubby though, while we have a great time together we have discovered that the people who live around here are weirder than we first thought.
Some are okay, a week ago Friday we were on a more lengthy walk where I tried running but it hurt my legs too much to continue. Then we came across a nice lady who had lost her dog. Moments later, we spotted it so hubby ran to try to catch it or at least get it off the road (thankfully cars had stopped) and I ran about three minutes down the track to catch up to the lady to let her know.
Once I started running full bore, and with a purpose, I couldn't be stopped. Until I stopped, and then I couldn't breathe. The point was, I did it when I didn't think I could and the pain was present but nothing too extreme.
We've helped people with amnesia, looked out for stolen cars, walked between massive flocks of corellas/cockatoos and in one strange case got yelled at by some crazy dude who wanted us to help him get a shopping trolley over the barrier of an extremely dangerous stretch of road instead of going down a few metres to the pedestrian crossing.
I worked the weekend, so with less people around I got back to literally running around the grounds at work. Partially because there's less people/cars and partially because I can wear gym wear to work on weekends. Well, we're not supposed to, but they're grateful enough for people to turn up on the weekend as long as my boobs aren't hanging out I'm gold.
I may also get grumpy if other people at work use the equipment during my gym time. I care, but I don't share. Especially when some preppy dude in his full expensive gym wear was showing off at the chin up bar. Whatever, dude.
Today though, I did my usual lunchtime walk and gym time but noticed when sitting at my desk I was getting those little bits of shooting pain down my thighs that I haven't had for a while. Only sometimes at night which has made it hard to sleep the last week or so. When I curled up on the couch tonight to watch Stargate SG:1 - I can see the area around my knees looked a bit puffy and swollen. Kneecap pretty stiff.. not sure if just over worked or if the cold weather is coming into play.
Honestly, I thought exercising more would help with this. I'm wondering if I've lost more weight than I know.. I mean, are these swelling moments 'adding' to my current weight? Will they ever go down?
I expect they must. How about the feeling in my legs? The other day when I was getting dressed I got goosebumps on my legs.. but only on the underside of my thighs. The top and sides got nothing. That was bizarre to see.
My physio is encouraging me to do walking a lot because he thinks it will help.
My specialist thinks that because apparently I wasn't in surgery for so long, that a nerve must have gotten pinched on the end of a table/board/something like that. He recommends next time we get something more cushier. I'm not super optimistic for my chances of that - a cushy, wobbly bedding may make doctor's jobs more difficult and I'm sure the assistants/nurses won't worry too much 'because I won't feel a thing under the general'. Which is true, but afterwards I'll probably feel a lot.
One thing no one thought to mention to me was that I should buy some fucking vaginal moisturiser because now all of my extra hormones have fled the city it became a gosh darned inferno desert. So, yeah, thanks for that guys. I shouldn't have to find this shit out via Google.
As well as that, I don't trust my privates at the moment. After the miscarriage bleed, every other week I'm randomly bleeding. It's like a week on, week off sort of thing. I thought after my latest ER 'adventure' and the antibiotics that the bleeding would stop but so far it hasn't. I've been tracking the dates and marking my basal temps trying to figure out if I've had my period again..
...I really don't know. I thought I had, judging from the pain level, flow and duration but then two weeks later there's another light bleed.
Then you try not to stress because you don't want to exacerbate things but it's hard as well. Also expensive. Unless you're like me and stock up on pads/liners etc at Costco.
Still, I need to have at least one normal cycle before we can try again. Basically, I've written this month off so we're going to see how we go in June.
I'm wanting to get intimate too but at the same time I'm worried THAT'LL screw things up for me or make the dryness worse.
Today at work, one of my co-workers who started the same shift as me saw me head outside and had tried to meet me to catch up. He didn't know I was out being healthy and stuff but I saw him on the way back to the building and had a quick chat.
He was impressed with my weight loss and asked me if I was doing it for anything in particular. I think back now and realised that about two weeks ago we had had a heart to heart about being healthy and fitness goals. He also said it would be great if hubby and I eventually had kids so I started thinking the whole thing was a subtle form of interrogation. I don't want to think ill of this guy though because he's a good friend.
We had our old school chums Messi and Jambo over the weekend and Messi immediately noticed I'd trimmed down. I was flattered as hell and secretly very pleased with myself. Then later when I thought about it, I realised she might have been checking out my stomach to see if I was pregnant yet. Well, big surprise.
They told us they're moving home soon, claiming they wanted a better yard. They can pull the other one though, last year they told me they wanted to move to a bigger home as they planned on trying for a second child.
Um, anyway, as I was trying to say in a few succinct sentences...
Exercising makes me feel good, I can see positive effects already, I'm hoping it helps us conceive in the long run and I'm enjoying the extra time with my hubby.
Everyday I've been walking, running, using gym equipment. I keep getting spammed by gyms for membership applications but honestly, I prefer to be by myself mostly when I exercise so I'm ignoring them. Particularly the ones that won't tell me their fees. Suss as all hell.A voucher for $200 off makes me cringe. I paid less than $200 for a year at my last gym, what the hell is the real price if that's the discount??
Plus when you do shift work, it's hard to make it to the gym regular like.
Especially when assholes keep cancelling the gym classes you like most.
Step and Konga for the win. That's all I'm sayin'.
Normally I take my Ipod with me when we go walking. For one thing, it tracks my steps and things, and for another I find music is a pretty powerful motivator. I have different playlists for whatever I'm doing. At first, hubby found it annoying because he thought I couldn't hear him but when we go walking together I have the tunes turned down and I normally play instrumentals.
I can't tell you how much better most songs sound without their idiotic lyrics.
I don't go walking around my suburb without hubby though, while we have a great time together we have discovered that the people who live around here are weirder than we first thought.
Some are okay, a week ago Friday we were on a more lengthy walk where I tried running but it hurt my legs too much to continue. Then we came across a nice lady who had lost her dog. Moments later, we spotted it so hubby ran to try to catch it or at least get it off the road (thankfully cars had stopped) and I ran about three minutes down the track to catch up to the lady to let her know.
Once I started running full bore, and with a purpose, I couldn't be stopped. Until I stopped, and then I couldn't breathe. The point was, I did it when I didn't think I could and the pain was present but nothing too extreme.
We've helped people with amnesia, looked out for stolen cars, walked between massive flocks of corellas/cockatoos and in one strange case got yelled at by some crazy dude who wanted us to help him get a shopping trolley over the barrier of an extremely dangerous stretch of road instead of going down a few metres to the pedestrian crossing.
I worked the weekend, so with less people around I got back to literally running around the grounds at work. Partially because there's less people/cars and partially because I can wear gym wear to work on weekends. Well, we're not supposed to, but they're grateful enough for people to turn up on the weekend as long as my boobs aren't hanging out I'm gold.
I may also get grumpy if other people at work use the equipment during my gym time. I care, but I don't share. Especially when some preppy dude in his full expensive gym wear was showing off at the chin up bar. Whatever, dude.
Today though, I did my usual lunchtime walk and gym time but noticed when sitting at my desk I was getting those little bits of shooting pain down my thighs that I haven't had for a while. Only sometimes at night which has made it hard to sleep the last week or so. When I curled up on the couch tonight to watch Stargate SG:1 - I can see the area around my knees looked a bit puffy and swollen. Kneecap pretty stiff.. not sure if just over worked or if the cold weather is coming into play.
Honestly, I thought exercising more would help with this. I'm wondering if I've lost more weight than I know.. I mean, are these swelling moments 'adding' to my current weight? Will they ever go down?
I expect they must. How about the feeling in my legs? The other day when I was getting dressed I got goosebumps on my legs.. but only on the underside of my thighs. The top and sides got nothing. That was bizarre to see.
My physio is encouraging me to do walking a lot because he thinks it will help.
My specialist thinks that because apparently I wasn't in surgery for so long, that a nerve must have gotten pinched on the end of a table/board/something like that. He recommends next time we get something more cushier. I'm not super optimistic for my chances of that - a cushy, wobbly bedding may make doctor's jobs more difficult and I'm sure the assistants/nurses won't worry too much 'because I won't feel a thing under the general'. Which is true, but afterwards I'll probably feel a lot.
One thing no one thought to mention to me was that I should buy some fucking vaginal moisturiser because now all of my extra hormones have fled the city it became a gosh darned inferno desert. So, yeah, thanks for that guys. I shouldn't have to find this shit out via Google.
As well as that, I don't trust my privates at the moment. After the miscarriage bleed, every other week I'm randomly bleeding. It's like a week on, week off sort of thing. I thought after my latest ER 'adventure' and the antibiotics that the bleeding would stop but so far it hasn't. I've been tracking the dates and marking my basal temps trying to figure out if I've had my period again.....I really don't know. I thought I had, judging from the pain level, flow and duration but then two weeks later there's another light bleed.
Then you try not to stress because you don't want to exacerbate things but it's hard as well. Also expensive. Unless you're like me and stock up on pads/liners etc at Costco.
Still, I need to have at least one normal cycle before we can try again. Basically, I've written this month off so we're going to see how we go in June.
I'm wanting to get intimate too but at the same time I'm worried THAT'LL screw things up for me or make the dryness worse.
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| This is actually what I'm picturing. Don't judge my sex life. |
Today at work, one of my co-workers who started the same shift as me saw me head outside and had tried to meet me to catch up. He didn't know I was out being healthy and stuff but I saw him on the way back to the building and had a quick chat.
He was impressed with my weight loss and asked me if I was doing it for anything in particular. I think back now and realised that about two weeks ago we had had a heart to heart about being healthy and fitness goals. He also said it would be great if hubby and I eventually had kids so I started thinking the whole thing was a subtle form of interrogation. I don't want to think ill of this guy though because he's a good friend.
We had our old school chums Messi and Jambo over the weekend and Messi immediately noticed I'd trimmed down. I was flattered as hell and secretly very pleased with myself. Then later when I thought about it, I realised she might have been checking out my stomach to see if I was pregnant yet. Well, big surprise.
They told us they're moving home soon, claiming they wanted a better yard. They can pull the other one though, last year they told me they wanted to move to a bigger home as they planned on trying for a second child.
Um, anyway, as I was trying to say in a few succinct sentences...
Exercising makes me feel good, I can see positive effects already, I'm hoping it helps us conceive in the long run and I'm enjoying the extra time with my hubby.
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