Step Away From the Cake

This week started off rough and I could not figure out why. I was tired and dragging. I had a headache for 2 days. One day it was so bad I even took ibuprofen for it - I never do that. Then Wednesday night things really started going downhill. I was stuffy and couldn't breathe and just felt like crap. I took some Nyquil before bed and hoped I'd feel better in the morning. Nope. Woke up feeling worse. Managed to get up and get ready for school, but knew there was no way I was going to make it through the day. So I got things ready for everyone and called a sub. After that, I came home and crashed. I got home around 9 am and slept until 2ish. I just felt crappy. Luckily it was just a head cold, sinuses, etc. So I just rested all day. Funny how when I am sick I crave carbs. Simple carbs. I had Hubby stop at the store and buy me cookies on the way home and I ate the whole pack. I guess that is just what the body needs to fight off a cold because after that I was good and haven

Because I've done nothing :) Well, that is not completely true, but mostly. I have spent most of the day either laying on the couch or sitting in the recliner. I did do a little work on my dissertation, but not much. I've been really tired today. Like 2 naps tired. Some days are just like that. I think that I should feel bad because I did nothing, but I don't. I've learned over the years that sometimes you just need a down day and I'm okay with that. If it sounds like I'm trying to convince myself, you are right. But I am generally okay with it. Things are just really good and some things got settled this week that have been weighing on me. Sometimes when a pressure is removed, I will spend the day being lazy. It is almost like the stress and pressure was keeping me moving. Once you remove that I need a day to decompress sort of. So today was my decompression day and tomorrow things kick back into gear. I'm a control freak and when things are not in my con

Quitting Crossfit took a huge weight off my shoulders. I felt guilty for not going when I pay or it every month. I also felt guilty for not going because then I did nothing else. I would just say, oh I'll go to Crossfit tomorrow. And then never go... So that is great. A huge burden has been lifted. I'm going to start walking on the treadmill today. I figure I'm pretty heavy, the heaviest I've been in 20 years, and possibly the heaviest I've been ever. And as such, I can't look at what I used to do but at what I'm able to do now. I have feet issues, so I need to start slow. And walking is slow. I plan on accumulating at least 30 minutes of walking a day. I may not do it all at once in the beginning, but that's okay. Once I can do 30 minutes consistently, I'll jump to an hour. Once walking is fairly easy, I'll start running. Forward progress, no matter how slow, is still forward progress. I'm also going to add yoga into the mix. Since I no lon