My skates!!!! I miss my skates!!!!!
I'm one of the lucky ones with R3s that have mismounted plates. I shipped them back to Riedell yesterday after talking with their returns department. Since I work at a company that has a warehouse with a shipping department, I got one of the fellows to help me package my skates up nicely with bubblewrap and all. I thought that I was going to overnight them, but that would have cost $85!!!! And, that's *with* our corporate discount!!! I ended up doing ground for $7.79 because they'll get there by next Tuesday. I guess that I don't expect to get them back for about 2 weeks which SUX.
On the bright side, when I do get them, I'll be able to pass level one because I'll be able to do a T stop & a left foot glide without falling to the left. Then, all I need is to take the test, and then it will be MY turn to get a cool level 1 certificate.
It's funny. Ever since I figured out that my plates weren't centered, I've not been able to skate worth a shit. It's like I can feel the mismount so much more than before. Psychological, I'm sure.
Meanwhile, I'm headed to the beach this weekend, and I'm looking forward to it. Cross your fingers that I don't kill myself because I've put my outdoor wheels on my 1979 skates so I can skate at the beach. Heh. These skates have been sitting in my closet for YEARS so there's no telling what might happen to them. If they do okay, I'll be able to wear them at practice until my R3s come back. It's better than wearing "peanut butters". However, I do have a special place in my heart for pair #8-20 at the Ranch.
Friday, May 12, 2006
Well, it's official. I have definitely gained all of my pre-wedding weight back. Yee-ha. It's been a slow, creeping process, but I'm right back where I was 2 years ago.
I went to the doctor last Friday to bleed for lab work. While there, my blood pressure was unusually high. Great. It's probably the Effexor, I thought, and I sure haven't watched my pressure over the last few months like I should have been. My psychiatrist (Dr Chambers) told me when he put me on it 2 years ago, that it could raise your pressure. Well, it did a little after time, but not in the dangerous range. Without insurance from Jan 1-Mar 1, I couldn't exactly go to the doctor. Early last week, I went crazy and scheduled my yearly physical, a mental checkup, & a gyno annual.
I saw Dr Chambers last Tuesday, and he was equally alarmed with my hbp. Coupled with the fact that Effexor affects my sex drive, the hbp was the last straw. Starting Wed, I've started tapering off.
Last night at Mom & Dad's, Dad used his nifty machine to take my pressure, and the readings were the worst that I've seen. 170ish/122ish!!!! Holy shit!
Now, today, I went for my physical with Dr Singh, my regular doc, and she told me the results of last week's lab work. Again, my blood pressure was high, but not as bad as last night. 160ish/92. My thyroid is sleeping a little again so she upped the thyroid med to wake him up to do his damn job. Then, she told me that my glucose was 103 which is borderline diabetic. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Great! I'm overweight. I have high blood pressure, and I'm pre-diabetic. Following in my dad's footsteps, or what? This is so not cool.
Thanks, Body. Im awake now. Im listening.
I told Dr Singh that I think several things are causing my weight gain lately:
1) I became a vegetarian at the first of the year, and, unfortunately, I run into situations where my choices aren't the healthiest. Example: at the 'Canes game, my choices were fries, cheese sticks, or a pretzel. Not much for dinner options.
2) I'm skating my butt off, burning a hell of a lot of calories, and I come home starving. In such a state, I'm liable to eat anything not nailed down.
In addition to the above recent struggles, I've just totally lost my self control again when it comes to food. Unfortunately, in spite of making good food choices for most of the day, later, I often lose my mind and eat the equivalent of 2 bowls of ice cream or lots of chocolate. Basically, I cancel out the good.
I find this all really scary that suddenly I'm facing two big conditions that are definitely influenced by my weight. I *know* that I have to get myself together. I lost nearly 40 lbs on Weight Watchers 2 years ago, and I was very happy with my weight for my wedding last year. Well, I can't wear any of those cute clothes that I bought/wore last year.
Eating well means planning ahead. Keeping healthy groceries at home, making good choices at restaurants, and exercising portion control.
I know how to lose weight. I know that I can do it. I've done it before! The hunger monster is eating at me this evening, but, if I ignore him, he will eventually lose his power over me.....and this will get easier.
I went to the doctor last Friday to bleed for lab work. While there, my blood pressure was unusually high. Great. It's probably the Effexor, I thought, and I sure haven't watched my pressure over the last few months like I should have been. My psychiatrist (Dr Chambers) told me when he put me on it 2 years ago, that it could raise your pressure. Well, it did a little after time, but not in the dangerous range. Without insurance from Jan 1-Mar 1, I couldn't exactly go to the doctor. Early last week, I went crazy and scheduled my yearly physical, a mental checkup, & a gyno annual.
I saw Dr Chambers last Tuesday, and he was equally alarmed with my hbp. Coupled with the fact that Effexor affects my sex drive, the hbp was the last straw. Starting Wed, I've started tapering off.
Last night at Mom & Dad's, Dad used his nifty machine to take my pressure, and the readings were the worst that I've seen. 170ish/122ish!!!! Holy shit!
Now, today, I went for my physical with Dr Singh, my regular doc, and she told me the results of last week's lab work. Again, my blood pressure was high, but not as bad as last night. 160ish/92. My thyroid is sleeping a little again so she upped the thyroid med to wake him up to do his damn job. Then, she told me that my glucose was 103 which is borderline diabetic. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Great! I'm overweight. I have high blood pressure, and I'm pre-diabetic. Following in my dad's footsteps, or what? This is so not cool.
Thanks, Body. Im awake now. Im listening.
I told Dr Singh that I think several things are causing my weight gain lately:
1) I became a vegetarian at the first of the year, and, unfortunately, I run into situations where my choices aren't the healthiest. Example: at the 'Canes game, my choices were fries, cheese sticks, or a pretzel. Not much for dinner options.
2) I'm skating my butt off, burning a hell of a lot of calories, and I come home starving. In such a state, I'm liable to eat anything not nailed down.
In addition to the above recent struggles, I've just totally lost my self control again when it comes to food. Unfortunately, in spite of making good food choices for most of the day, later, I often lose my mind and eat the equivalent of 2 bowls of ice cream or lots of chocolate. Basically, I cancel out the good.
I find this all really scary that suddenly I'm facing two big conditions that are definitely influenced by my weight. I *know* that I have to get myself together. I lost nearly 40 lbs on Weight Watchers 2 years ago, and I was very happy with my weight for my wedding last year. Well, I can't wear any of those cute clothes that I bought/wore last year.
Eating well means planning ahead. Keeping healthy groceries at home, making good choices at restaurants, and exercising portion control.
I know how to lose weight. I know that I can do it. I've done it before! The hunger monster is eating at me this evening, but, if I ignore him, he will eventually lose his power over me.....and this will get easier.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit!
I reinjured my hand last night. Yep, I sure did. I fell once, and which hand do you think I put down? Which fingers do you think touched the floor first? Yep, my right hand. Yep, my pinky & ring finger. Damnit!
Fortunately, it didnt hurt *too* bad. I mean, it hurt, but it wasnt like OUCH. I'm sure that as soon as my body felt my fingers touch the floor, it reacted and let my ass hit the floor a little harder than usual.....so as to get my weight off my fingers quickly. Regardless, they started aching and swelling. When I woke up this morning, my knuckles are puffy again.
Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit!
I'm not thinking that its a good idea for me to go to speed practice tonight. Then, again, I could go and just take it easy in the middle at my own pace. I didnt bring my skate bag with me to work so, if I decide to go, I've got to go home and get it.....which will make me a little late to the Ranch. Yippee.
On top of everything, I have PMS. I got teased at work AGAIN today for being a vegetarian. I swear, the joke is dead. Leave me alone, I dont eat meat. What business of it is yours??? Why do you care? Why are you fascinated with my diet???
Quick! Name 5 good things to remind myself that life is not all bad today:
1) I have the best husband in the world who is a great listener when I'm PMSing. So good that he can actually get a way with saying, "You're PMSing, right?" without being killed.
2) I have on snappy new jeans that I found on sale for $9.99 yesterday.
3) Seven layer burritos from Taco Hell are yummy and cheap.
4) The weather is beautiful. Sunny, but not too hot.
.....And last but NOT least....
5) I am skating again. I am 38 years old, and, after 25 years, Im back on wheels. This time, I'm a rollergirl.
Wanna add to the good things list?
I reinjured my hand last night. Yep, I sure did. I fell once, and which hand do you think I put down? Which fingers do you think touched the floor first? Yep, my right hand. Yep, my pinky & ring finger. Damnit!
Fortunately, it didnt hurt *too* bad. I mean, it hurt, but it wasnt like OUCH. I'm sure that as soon as my body felt my fingers touch the floor, it reacted and let my ass hit the floor a little harder than usual.....so as to get my weight off my fingers quickly. Regardless, they started aching and swelling. When I woke up this morning, my knuckles are puffy again.
Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit!
I'm not thinking that its a good idea for me to go to speed practice tonight. Then, again, I could go and just take it easy in the middle at my own pace. I didnt bring my skate bag with me to work so, if I decide to go, I've got to go home and get it.....which will make me a little late to the Ranch. Yippee.
On top of everything, I have PMS. I got teased at work AGAIN today for being a vegetarian. I swear, the joke is dead. Leave me alone, I dont eat meat. What business of it is yours??? Why do you care? Why are you fascinated with my diet???
Quick! Name 5 good things to remind myself that life is not all bad today:
1) I have the best husband in the world who is a great listener when I'm PMSing. So good that he can actually get a way with saying, "You're PMSing, right?" without being killed.
2) I have on snappy new jeans that I found on sale for $9.99 yesterday.
3) Seven layer burritos from Taco Hell are yummy and cheap.
4) The weather is beautiful. Sunny, but not too hot.
.....And last but NOT least....
5) I am skating again. I am 38 years old, and, after 25 years, Im back on wheels. This time, I'm a rollergirl.
Wanna add to the good things list?
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