Monday, January 31, 2011
Yea! I found 'em!
I'm so excited! I found my expensive Under Armor "compression fit" "cold gear" pants! I've been going nuts trying to find them. And now I have—just in time for the cold weather coming in tomorrow.
Out of whack
December was a bad month for me, work-wise. I completely fell out of the workout routine, and I really overdid the food intake at Christmas time. I ballooned out to 222. Yikes.
January, I've slowly gotten back into the workout routine, and February should be promising. I'm down to 217, which isn't much of a decrease, but with how easily I tend to gain weight, I'm pleased with that result.
I hope that I will make even more progress in February. I'm really trying to get back into the habbit of working out twice a day. ...Of course, I say that on a day when I'm stricken with diarrhea and vomiting, and stuck at home. Much easier to say sitting on a couch rather than out doing it. I did have a private session scheduled with my trainer for today at 1, but I had to cancel it. My digestive track just kept going downhill. Luckily, they are understanding folk at the gym. I'll be back at work tomorrow, and hopefully back at the gym as well.
Krav 2 is really difficult for me. It's very technique focused, and I don't have the technique, despite having 3 or 4 private training sessions already in January. Thursday, I got my ass kicked. Big time. We were sparring and I just couldn't keep my guard up. My arms were too tired and seriously failing me. Jermaine, my instructor, kept yelling at me "How many times are you going to let yourself get hit in the face?!" Apparently the answer was quite a lot. Thank God there's a lot of padding on those gloves. Don't worry, we wore head gear, too. Never mind that mine went flying off part way through our sparring exercises. (And no, he didn't let me stop to put it back on.) I've got a circle of bruises on my left thigh where one woman kept kicking me. I was trying to "absorb" the kick. I need to work on my reaction time so I can block effectively instead of just "absorbing" and taking the abuse. One guy I was paired with eventually truly beat the shit out of me. He's the one who kept popping me in the face. I couldn't block and I couldn't keep my guard up. I'm not happy that I got sick, because I could really have used that private training session after Thursday's disaster.
Good news! I've been undergoing some medication changes. I've been slowly switching from Zyprexa to Triflouperazine. Since Zyprexa seems to have Mlost it's magic for me, it was time to try something new. The good news, that my doctor told me, is that trifluoperazine (aka Stelazine) does not have the weight issue that Zyprexa does. Hopefully this will make things a little easier and this year I can lose weight instead of gaining it. Of course, I've got a few other drugs in the mix, and one of them, Abilify, can cause some slight weight gain, but I don't think it's supposed to be nearly as bad as Zyprexa. Don't get me wrong: I'm not completely blaming the drug for my weight issues. I'm just saying I don't think it did me any favors. And last night was my last dose of it. I hope my body adjusts well.
Goal for the end of February: 212. That's 5 pounds. I think I can do it.
January, I've slowly gotten back into the workout routine, and February should be promising. I'm down to 217, which isn't much of a decrease, but with how easily I tend to gain weight, I'm pleased with that result.
I hope that I will make even more progress in February. I'm really trying to get back into the habbit of working out twice a day. ...Of course, I say that on a day when I'm stricken with diarrhea and vomiting, and stuck at home. Much easier to say sitting on a couch rather than out doing it. I did have a private session scheduled with my trainer for today at 1, but I had to cancel it. My digestive track just kept going downhill. Luckily, they are understanding folk at the gym. I'll be back at work tomorrow, and hopefully back at the gym as well.
Krav 2 is really difficult for me. It's very technique focused, and I don't have the technique, despite having 3 or 4 private training sessions already in January. Thursday, I got my ass kicked. Big time. We were sparring and I just couldn't keep my guard up. My arms were too tired and seriously failing me. Jermaine, my instructor, kept yelling at me "How many times are you going to let yourself get hit in the face?!" Apparently the answer was quite a lot. Thank God there's a lot of padding on those gloves. Don't worry, we wore head gear, too. Never mind that mine went flying off part way through our sparring exercises. (And no, he didn't let me stop to put it back on.) I've got a circle of bruises on my left thigh where one woman kept kicking me. I was trying to "absorb" the kick. I need to work on my reaction time so I can block effectively instead of just "absorbing" and taking the abuse. One guy I was paired with eventually truly beat the shit out of me. He's the one who kept popping me in the face. I couldn't block and I couldn't keep my guard up. I'm not happy that I got sick, because I could really have used that private training session after Thursday's disaster.
Good news! I've been undergoing some medication changes. I've been slowly switching from Zyprexa to Triflouperazine. Since Zyprexa seems to have Mlost it's magic for me, it was time to try something new. The good news, that my doctor told me, is that trifluoperazine (aka Stelazine) does not have the weight issue that Zyprexa does. Hopefully this will make things a little easier and this year I can lose weight instead of gaining it. Of course, I've got a few other drugs in the mix, and one of them, Abilify, can cause some slight weight gain, but I don't think it's supposed to be nearly as bad as Zyprexa. Don't get me wrong: I'm not completely blaming the drug for my weight issues. I'm just saying I don't think it did me any favors. And last night was my last dose of it. I hope my body adjusts well.
Goal for the end of February: 212. That's 5 pounds. I think I can do it.
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