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I wasn't really able to crawl into bed until a bit after 22:00, I think? I believed I could have slept a bit earlier, it just didn't happen and I didn't trust my senses anyway. I set the alarms for 4:30, wanting to be up by 5:00. Having two alarms, one going off just a minute or two before the other, seems to help, getting me up at just after 5:00. I fed the cats, then checked my bp and weight, all good there if I am down to 269 or something. I've lost... like 10 pounds in two days. Whatever. I then checked my fasting blood sugar, as I am not fasting for the appointment. My fasting blood sugar is higher than my (after all day, with a snickers thrown in, and an hour after a regular pasta meal) non-fasting blood sugar? I really don't think they know what diabetes is, and I have serious doubts about their medicine (unless it only works if you continue to eat sugar(s), though my system just doesn't follow a solid pattern on or off medicine). Never mind.
The goal is to be on the road by 7:00, maybe a little before. I will be taking my swimming gear, in case it all works well and I am feeling like making it to the pool on the way back, which would save me a trip. Soreness is mostly gone, just enough remains that I know it ever existed. Further, I think, now that I have an idea what I am doing, I will be able to... avoid some of the tensions that caused it. The pains, save from the PowerBall, were caused mostly because the positions were so novel. Like the cramps in the feet, I think I can... alter how I do things, while staying in form, so as to avoid as much stress. I will find out soon enough.
Oh, right, medicine. Gotta get that stuff in. I am curious at how much my bp will rise from the drive. I love taking my bp here, so they can't bitch and moan about things too much, or try tinkering with my medicine. With even diabetes somehow under control... it should be a standard check-up. I will ask if they can help with the cost of exercise but I'm not actually hopeful. Medicine today is about drugs, not... you know... health. There is only one way to know for sure.
Later.
Trying to get back into my paleo cycle routine, I did work out this afternoon again. I was not nearly as sore from Tuesday's workout as I was last week. Improvement.
ReplyDeleteTwice a week is my goal. I have to laugh at the 20-somethings and their 4-5 times a week routine. Not at 49 anymore, no.
Push it gradually enough and you'll be amazing even yourself.
I've got to tell you, from where I started just two months ago? I am absolutely astounded, pleased, well beyond my wildest expectations! And that first swimming lesson? It added rocket fuel to the bonfire! It's just... sort of with the time thing, and like the commercial that dared you to 'try just one', I couldn't stop at one chip or the success I have found.
ReplyDeleteI want more, faster! And, I have failed. There have been two weeks where I didn't end up swimming at all. This week I had hoped for three swims, but only two will happen... assuming I get to the pool tomorrow. If, actually, I have zero problems with that, personally. As with you, I think, it's more about giving it it's dues as I can. Then again, if I remember right? Other than swimming, weights were always a give or take thing for me and I still got to benching 550 or more. Meh. It just doesn't bug me as long as I keep trying, and mostly succeeding. What bothers me, just a little considering, is that I'm not getting to much else on top of it. Sometimes I can but, like always, I still have an awfully lot of downtime.
I am hoping... something kicks in and allows me to be more on the ball? And I am surprised about not losing weight. I have gained, comparatively, a lot more muscle mass and my consumption remains the same, but my weight has risen to 280 and stayed there for many months after restarting medicine this last time. I'm not getting that. Yeah, yeah, I could still be on the heart transplant list, but still... And that might explain a lot, really. Frustrated anyway, which is a good thing, I guess. *grins*