So here we are, another week halfway done.Where is time going?? I looked at my last post and I was like "where in the world did time go" , I honestly feel as if I posted yesterday, yet it was 10 days ago! I've gotten back into the 'normal routine' and have been working on the new normal. So here is what I have been up to.
Word of the Week
Last week my word of the week was routine. This week I chose the word Trust for my word. I knew that I really needed to trust that my healthy habits would bring me the desired results. It's hard to continue to watch what I'm eating, exercise daily, get my miles in, etc etc etc and just TRUST that my efforts will work. So that is exactly what I needed this week. Trust that my efforts WILL parlay into weight loss.
Little did I know that it would REALLY be a week of trust when I chose the word. Yesterday I hopped on the scales and I was aghast! The scales were showing me up! WAY up! What in the world. I know that I made some cookies over the week, but I had accounted for them in my tracker! Why was I up so much! I stepped into the shower and stood under the stream of hot water reeling from what I saw. And I had to tell myself to "trust". Trust the healthy habits that you have put into place MaryFran, is what I had to tell myself!
After I got myself calmer and over the shock of seeing a number that I didn't want to see, I was able to remind myself that I had been working on a healthy habit that almost always causes a spike in my weight before an eventual drop. And even if that's not the reason for the weight spike....well.....trust!
Water
I bought a new water bottle this past weekend! YAY, I love new water bottles! I always think that a new water bottle will be the magic that I need to get my goal amount of water into my body! But even before I bought the new water bottle, I was working on getting in my water. It took me a few days to realize that the cramps that I was having in my legs every night while I slept (waking me up) were most likely caused by dehydration! Yes, I was quite dehydrated. As soon as I realized that, I started pounding water. What typically happens though is that our bodies will then store all that water. It's like a camel...we store the water because we fear that the drought will return. Eventually, my body will catch up with the news that water is free flowing again and will then release the water (lots of potty breaks) and my weight will regulate! So, I am hoping that holds true this time also!
GERD
During the week of my mom's funeral, I just pushed things aside. So when I got back into the swing of things I started to go through emails and notes of things to attend to. One of them was to pay the bill for my barium swallow. I logged onto mychart for that facility and noticed the results were there for the swallow. I won't be going back to the doctor until the end of March, so I was just expecting to get the results at that time. But hey, I got a heads up earlier!
I have been living in denial that I have Gerd. Yes, I have been living in denial, I was sure the doctors were wrong! So I was excited to see the results, sure that the results would show that I do NOT have Gerd! Imagine my disappointment when the results showed a "HIGH LEVEL" of reflux.....going up to the clavicle area. Oh my! I guess I can't deny it any longer!
Emotions
I am still blown away at the way I feel. I seriously thought I would do good with my mom's passing, after all, I had handled my dad's like a champ. But I'm just thrown for a loop. The absolute depth of loneliness I feel is mind boggling. I feel alone and drifting. (maybe I never really grieved completely for my father too) I don't know. I just know that the thought of both of them gone brings tears to my eyes. I'm alone, with no parents. I know I'm not alone. But it just feels lonely. Tears are frequent. And that's ok. I'm paying the price for having been given an amazing childhood with amazing parents. As much as it hurts, it is well worth it!
2024 Miles in 2024
I was ahead in my miles before my mom passed away. During that week, I used up almost every one of those banked miles. Quite literally, I ended that week with only 1/2 mile extra. I was fine with that. Life events are what I like to bank miles for, because sometimes, getting in your miles just isn't going to happen. But I knew that I wanted to start banking miles again. I don't like to be just getting by. I like extra miles so that my back is not against the wall. So the first week back to work I came out swinging and I banked miles! I banked a lot of miles! So I am feeling good about that (and not letting up, I"m still banking those miles like crazy!)
February may have been a bust on a couple different levels. I may not
have lost the weight I wanted to lose (official weigh in tomorrow but
it's not looking good), I may have not got all the steps/miles in that I
wanted. I may have lost my mother. But you know what? I survived. I kept putting one foot in front of the other and I didn't give up.