A friend came to Cal's swim meet this weekend. I told her about making Caleb pancakes that morning and how he ate six of them. We both decided we need to really take up swimming. I saw a meme a while back that said, "When you hear Michael Phelps eats 12,000 calories a day," and it showed a woman with swim goggles on. I couldn't find that one again, but I do love this food depiction. Ah...food.
I came away with a 1 pound 6 ounce loss last week. I feel good about it. The weight loss has been strange lately. My stomach and back were a mess a lot of last week, and I had to force myself to eat a couple of times. With that, I gained two pounds from my Wed weigh in until Sat morning. I was really retaining water. I don't know if I was misjudging some of the things I was eating, or if it swelling with my back. I've cracked way down since Sat and think I'm pound down overall from last Wed. We'll see what the scale shows tomorrow. This past couple of weeks has not been easy. I have made sure to drink a ton of water to help with the retention, and I haven't had a soda since two Mondays ago.
I feel like a broken record, but my body has really been fighting me. It's really starting to wear me down. The boys schedule really hasn't helped much. I haven't been home before 8 or 9 PM much this past 8 days or so. Last night, I didn't get home until 9:20. I've worked hard on getting my steps in. I hit at least 10-13k the past 8 days, but I threw in the towel today. My back has been pretty damn bad. I decided to give it a rest today and will most likely end the day around 6,000 steps or so. Hopefully next week will be some relief as I meet with a GI specialist and am having an MRI done on my back (and hopefully shot-I've finally given in). Anyway...the mental and physical struggle has been tough lately. I just continue to try and think about everything I eat and hope that I'm doing the best things for my health and weight loss.
Often, I know what my favorite part of the day is-by 7 AM or so. The bff will text me about a Stern interview (she's an early riser and usually has a handle on the show before I even get in my car). I usually don't see her text until I'm ready to head out, but I always love it. Sten doesn't have a lot of live shows anymore-we figure about 9 a month, but dang are they good. A couple of weeks ago, Sheryl Crow was on. It was so wonderful to remember why I loved her music so much. I've gotten away from it for a while now, but the Globe Sessions is one of my all-time favorite albums. Amy (whose alter ego name is Sheryl-and she'll tell you "with an S" when she introduces herself) and I were in seventh heaven over the interview, and it was so fun to talk about the music. Sheryl has written so much that has truly touched me. If I didn't already have a best friend, she could probably be it-yes, that's the only thing standing in the way. She was talking about a line from Everyday is a Winding Road, which has never been one of my fave songs from her, but she hit me-right between the eyes-so much so-I bawled like a baby in the car. I'm just wondering why I feel so alone, like I'm a stranger in my own life. Really, the woman is brilliant. I find it amazing that I can find such truth in lyrics I've known for nearly twenty years and find new relevance or appreciation. That's Sheryl with an S for you.
I had therapy tonight, which was not the most fun way to spend the one night this week I don't have sports commitments. I do think I'm going to take tomorrow night off from baseball, though. It's out of town, and I doubt Ryne will be playing anyway. So, I may just get Cal to and from swim. Anyway, this is the only night I know for sure I have nowhere to be. I ordered wine from a wine tasting place. I opened my initial tasting kit (6 bottles) tonight. They are tiny fucking bottles, though. I just had one, and it was maybe 4 drinks worth. Don't let them fool you with their "value." Hopefully it leads to some new wines I love, though. So, I toast you on this Tuesday night with my empty glass. I hope you're having a wonderful night and enjoying things that make you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
Here's a little Sheryl.
~Jen
I came away with a 1 pound 6 ounce loss last week. I feel good about it. The weight loss has been strange lately. My stomach and back were a mess a lot of last week, and I had to force myself to eat a couple of times. With that, I gained two pounds from my Wed weigh in until Sat morning. I was really retaining water. I don't know if I was misjudging some of the things I was eating, or if it swelling with my back. I've cracked way down since Sat and think I'm pound down overall from last Wed. We'll see what the scale shows tomorrow. This past couple of weeks has not been easy. I have made sure to drink a ton of water to help with the retention, and I haven't had a soda since two Mondays ago.
I feel like a broken record, but my body has really been fighting me. It's really starting to wear me down. The boys schedule really hasn't helped much. I haven't been home before 8 or 9 PM much this past 8 days or so. Last night, I didn't get home until 9:20. I've worked hard on getting my steps in. I hit at least 10-13k the past 8 days, but I threw in the towel today. My back has been pretty damn bad. I decided to give it a rest today and will most likely end the day around 6,000 steps or so. Hopefully next week will be some relief as I meet with a GI specialist and am having an MRI done on my back (and hopefully shot-I've finally given in). Anyway...the mental and physical struggle has been tough lately. I just continue to try and think about everything I eat and hope that I'm doing the best things for my health and weight loss.
Often, I know what my favorite part of the day is-by 7 AM or so. The bff will text me about a Stern interview (she's an early riser and usually has a handle on the show before I even get in my car). I usually don't see her text until I'm ready to head out, but I always love it. Sten doesn't have a lot of live shows anymore-we figure about 9 a month, but dang are they good. A couple of weeks ago, Sheryl Crow was on. It was so wonderful to remember why I loved her music so much. I've gotten away from it for a while now, but the Globe Sessions is one of my all-time favorite albums. Amy (whose alter ego name is Sheryl-and she'll tell you "with an S" when she introduces herself) and I were in seventh heaven over the interview, and it was so fun to talk about the music. Sheryl has written so much that has truly touched me. If I didn't already have a best friend, she could probably be it-yes, that's the only thing standing in the way. She was talking about a line from Everyday is a Winding Road, which has never been one of my fave songs from her, but she hit me-right between the eyes-so much so-I bawled like a baby in the car. I'm just wondering why I feel so alone, like I'm a stranger in my own life. Really, the woman is brilliant. I find it amazing that I can find such truth in lyrics I've known for nearly twenty years and find new relevance or appreciation. That's Sheryl with an S for you.
I had therapy tonight, which was not the most fun way to spend the one night this week I don't have sports commitments. I do think I'm going to take tomorrow night off from baseball, though. It's out of town, and I doubt Ryne will be playing anyway. So, I may just get Cal to and from swim. Anyway, this is the only night I know for sure I have nowhere to be. I ordered wine from a wine tasting place. I opened my initial tasting kit (6 bottles) tonight. They are tiny fucking bottles, though. I just had one, and it was maybe 4 drinks worth. Don't let them fool you with their "value." Hopefully it leads to some new wines I love, though. So, I toast you on this Tuesday night with my empty glass. I hope you're having a wonderful night and enjoying things that make you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
Here's a little Sheryl.
~Jen
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