Friday, March 30, 2012

Soy Un Perdedor

Last you heard from me, I was recovering from what I thought was food poisoning. Turns out J got the same thing, to a lesser degree, the beginning of the week. So maybe it really was a stomach bug. Either way, I'm back to normal again. 

I did lose weight while I couldn't eat. Of course I did. I also tried to eat a little every day to make sure my body didn't go into starvation mode and start storing fat. I even went into WW and logged points for the days I didn't eat well, or barely at all, and that worked. 

I weighed in this morning at 152. I'm still not at the goal I had hoped to reach by next week (Easter), but I'm only 3 pounds away. I'm pleased. I'm wearing a pair of bermuda shorts that fit me better now than they ever did. And it's been a long time since I had a fat day. I can get used to this. 

So Easter. Staying with the in-laws, as usual. Nice thing about that is I don't have to eat out constantly and have some healthy breakfast options. And it's free. Free is good. Visiting an old college friend that moved back to that town. Going bra shopping and wine shopping. And otherwise, that's it. I'm not making plans. I need some downtime to try to relax and talk to the in-laws about the upcoming deployment, reassure them that I will be just fine in TX.

I'm still belly dancing, and loving it. I got Remy's hair cut, and noticed he's getting a little chubby, so we're going to try to get morning runs back on the schedule a couple days a week, and I'll have to get him out walking more often. 

And that is my life at this moment. Time to wake up the hubs from his nap and get him moving. He has a meeting and is promoting 2 of his Soldiers at final formation. 

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Oh, What A Weekend

So... Where do I start?

At the beginning, of course.

This past Thursday, I was having a good day. Went to the Officers' Wives luncheon, modeled a red dress that barely fit my chest in it (although everyone said it looked great), and made a trip to JoAnn's for trim for my tribal bra. That's where things started going downhill. I was getting very tired, and forgot my coupons. On my way home, got even more tired, and my stomach started to get upset.

At home, I started sewing, got 2 stitches in, and the thread knotted and broke. I gave up. I was exhausted, and my stomach hurt. By the time J got home, he knew I wasn't feeling good because I was watching Buffy. I often watch Buffy when I'm not feeling well.

It kept getting worse from there. I spent most of the night in the bathroom. I eventually called Mom for advice, and we almost decided I should go to the ER. Almost. It started slowing down, and then I was able to get a little sleep and keep water down, so I didn't go. Mom and I are pretty sure I gave myself food poisoning from the rice I had for breakfast that day. Must have been on the turning point.

Friday morning, I canceled all activities and spent the morning in my PJs on the couch. I had Jello water for breakfast, and toast when my stomach started growling.

Friday night was our Dining Out. I was feeling well enough to go, but wasn't able to really eat anything. The Battery gave me a Yellow Rose of Texas Certificate, and the Launcher Dogs (J's platoon) raised a ruckus for me. I love this platoon. Made it through the night and slept well.

I was able to eat even more on Saturday, but still pretty tired. Made it to a farewell function for my dear friend Claudia.

Then came this morning. J and I ran the World's Fastest 10K. You start just over the peak of Transmountain Road, then run down the western side. I have been very excited for this race, but this morning, I knew I wouldn't do very well. J is dealing with sinus issues, probably allergies, and I have barely eaten anything all weekend.

I don't even know my official time. It was right about an hour. Yeah, that's slower than the 6 miler I ran a week ago, and it was mostly downhill.

However, as J pointed out, I ran 6.2 miles in an hour after recovering from food poisoning and barely eating anything all weekend. I've been eating mostly bread, potatoes, and some fruits and veggies.  I was able to do some cheese and crackers for lunch today, and might attempt some chicken at dinner tonight. Might. So far meat is the thing that really doesn't sound good. Not sure why.

Oh, and I seem to have broken my weight loss plateau - in the least healthy way possible. Ha. You don't have to worry about me ever being bulimic. I hate throwing up. No, I loathe it.

So don't be surprised if I'm extra-veggie this week. I'm just trying to let tummy heal up. I'm sorry, tummy. I never meant to hurt you like that. Please forgive me.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Oh, Hey! Almost Forgot...

I ran 6 miles last Saturday, St. Pat's day. Clock read 58:33 when I crossed the finish. That means I averaged a pace of less than a 10 minute mile.

In 2 weeks, I'll run the World's Fastest 10K. You start on top of TransMountain, and run down the west side of it. It's 6.2 miles. J always said I should be able to break a 10 minute mile before running it. I'm there.

J ran on Saturday, too, and will be running the 10K as well. After this, I think I need to take the summer to get back up to half marathon distance and do some hill training. Then I can do the TransMountain Challenge in the fall. Hard to think I'll be doing it on my own, without J, but that's how it's going to happen. I supposed I could always change my mind and find another fall half marathon to run. We'll see. Plenty of time to figure that out. 

Thursday, March 15, 2012

I don't know what to title this post

I've been debating this post for a while now. Still not sure I should be writing it as I write it.

I can't say all I want to say, for safety reasons. But J is leaving. This will be our first deployment. I've been expecting this for quite a while now. The hard part is that it all got moved up. Things are happening now, on a shortened schedule. Plans we had started making will never happen. Plans we had already made aren't happening. Our lives have been flipped upside down.

Of course, I knew this would happen someday. We signed up for this, right? It still doesn't make it easy.

So I'm doing my best to make sure things at home are taken care of. Like getting J's jeep fixed, getting an appointment for our taxes, making sure we have food to eat. And J is running around like a mad man trying to get work done.

Then there are small things that I'm not sure how to handle. Like our wine. It should have been bottled and ready to drink soon. It's still in the carboy because we cannot, for some reason, get it to degas. Chianti is not supposed to have any bubbles in it. Part of me wants to dump it, call it a loss, and put it all away for a year. Another part says to bottle it and use it as cooking wine. Either way, it's going to be me making a decision and doing it. I'm not good at decision making.

I'm just stressing out. Nothing new in Charla-land. I know things will be fine in the end. I just don't want to go through the stressful beginning. I think Remy is feeling the tension, too. He's become picky about his food, and he cries more. Like right now. I don't know what he wants, except attention. I'm sure Duke feels it also, but he shows it by maybe snuggling a little more, or taking an extra nap in the afternoon. I show it by getting headaches.

I'm really rambling now. If I don't post much, or you just don't see me around as much, it's because I'm getting as much J time in as I can, and trying to not complain all the time. I can't say where or when he's going. Hell, we don't even have specific dates yet. Just rumors. I swear the Army runs on rumors.

So that is my whole life right now. Sending J off and away. And my head hurts, so I'm going to finish this and drink my tea. 

Friday, March 2, 2012

Full Life Update

So much going on right now.

We went to Grandpa's funeral, and it was nice, as funeral's go. I'm glad we had that last visit to the area as a visit to Grandpa. It's going to be hard to not have him there.

I didn't even log in to WW last week. I'm back up to 155. I have, however, dropped pants sizes from a 14 to about an 8. And gone down 1 bra size. I'm still in a 12/14 top. I'm pretty happy with my body right now. I'm going to keep going to the power pump class at the gym as often as I can. Won't make it this morning.

I'm doing belly dance twice a week now, one of those days working on level 2 moves. I do love it. Really need to hurry up and sew my choli top and harem pants.

This morning, I'm taking Duke in for some blood work. Just checking his levels, see if the anemia is getting better. I think he's doing fine. He's a little angry because he had to fast for the blood work, but not as angry as last time.

Remy is exhausted from playing with a puppy while we were gone, and a date with Athena yesterday. He really needs a haircut. So do I.

I have so much on my mind lately. J thinks I should go back to school, and I somewhat agree, but can't figure out what to go for. I looked at these enology classes (the study of making wine), but I just don't know. I might actually go back for a Masters in English. Who knows, maybe I actually would be OK teaching at the college level. I do love analyzing and tearing apart a good book.

And then there is our Army life. I've been prepping for J to deploy at the end of the year. Now it looks like he is on an accelerated timeline. No details, OPSEC and all that. He is definitely deploying this year, and it looks like sooner rather than later. It's a lot to wrap my head around.

Of course there are all the little things as well. I have to make up my mind about OCSA, whether I want to keep doing newsletter, do another board position, or just stick to my sub club that I'm POC for. I was contacted by someone who is taking on Relay For Life this year, and offered to help. I won't take on any big positions, but could maybe be their connection to how things went last year. Help where I can.

My dog just farted and it really stinks.

And on that bombshell....