So I'm doing that a week from Friday, then baking pies for my church, then having dinner with my Alterna-Husband and his nice wife, which will be a delightful distraction and will also involve much hooch consumption.
(Nope, no drinking problem here!)
(Listen, Carrie Nation, I'm half Irish and half Native American. Give me a freaking break. Blood will out!)
It's been an odd week; my last session of zumba ended and the next one hasn't started yet, so I've been on my own for exercise, and I haven't had any editing work (and got word that yet another EDC center, good clients of mine, lost its funding, and I'm a little worried about my work future), so I've been on my own for how to fill my days, and now I've got Left Boob to worry about.
Or not. I'm mostly choosing not; breast cancer is not my particular health fear (the role of Lady C's Particular Health Fear is played by: diabetes!), and I'm going in with a good hand: breastfed two kids, low red meat consumption, no family history. Nothing's a sure thing, but I plan not to worry until I have something to worry about.
Except, and except. It's my breast, for heaven's sake. My beautiful, beautiful breast!!! (Trust me on this, I don't plan to post a photo.)
Plus it's my special ladytime, so I've been headachey most mornings, and the kids are bringing home two new schools' worth of germs, so I've got a budding cold dancing around my sinuses, and we have a new back-to-school rhythm to adjust to, and bronchitis-plagued Husband is finally reaching the end of the Road to Wellville and is back in our bed again, which is lovely, of course, but I've gotten used to sleeping peacefully and alone, and the white noise of his sleep apnea machine kept waking me up last night.
An odd week!
But I'm very proud of myself, because yesterday I was sitting in front of the computer, consumed by ennui and torpor, and I forced myself to go upstairs and squeeze into exercise clothes (compression is my friend!) and then go walk the bike path, which was the very last thing I wanted to do multiplied by one million. And it was lovely outside, my perfect weather — breezy and gray — and I had a wonderful walk, and my weight was down again this morning. (I am very very hopeful for this Friday's weigh in!)
And I've been focusing a lot on food. One trick that's helping is to make tons of extra salad when we have green salad for dinner, so I've got lots of leftovers and can have it for lunch several days a week. A big salad and some protein on the side, that is a perfect lunch for me. And I've also been eating smallish dinners and eschewing dessert and going to bed slightly hungry, and that seems to be working well too (though may also account for my morning headaches). Persistence has been my watchword:
"Nothing in the world will take the place of persistence. Talent will not. Nothing is more common than unsuccessful people with talent. Genius will not. Unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not. The world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent."
I want to talk about a weight-loss article I just read in Good Housekeeping, because I found it very unsettling — but I'm tired now and really just want to take a hot bath. It's one of those weeks where I'm doing something every single night (Sunday: teach OWL, Monday: host church committee, Tuesday: LARP parents meeting, Wednesday: zumba, Thursday: RE teacher meeting, Friday: collapse), so I will grab chill time where I find it. Anyway — stay tuned.
—Lady C, somewhat out of sorts and ready to embrace a new normal
p.s. Thank you so much for all your comments on my last post. According to Blogger, it got 70+ page views — a new record for me! I believe I am now an Internet star. ☺
* Here's something awesome: Because of my dislocating shoulders, the hardest part of a mammogram for me is lifting my arm enough for them to collect a handful of armpit skin (to then squish and X-ray). But I found it much easier to do this time, and I commented to the technician that I think all my weight-lifting is helping to keep my shoulder supported. She replied, "I sure am seeing a lot more muscle here than last year." !!!!!!!!!! How cool is that?!