Over the past few months, I have been anything but consistent with exercise and I’ve been quite inconsistent with my diet. The result is not surprising — I’m a little bit out of shape and I’ve gained about ten pounds since the winter.
So tonight, very uncharacteristically, I ran after work. Uncharacteristic because I hate running after work, but it was hard to ignore how gorgeous it was outside with temps in the 60s and bright sunshine. To my surprise, I managed a four mile run. It wasn’t fast, but I ran the whole way and didn’t hate it, so I consider that a win.
Before I set out, I gave myself a little inducement to finish. The other night, Joe and I had a tumblr couple over for dinner. Heather made this fabulous bread with cranberries and almonds, and with it, homemade apple butter.
I promised myself if I finished this run, I could have some. I am no food stylist, obviously, but it was fantastic! Little did Heather know that with the apple butter, she tapped into a childhood food I adored above all others.
This probably means some ridiculous heat wave for later in September, but this week I’m in heaven. Thanks Canada!
One of these two is warming up my spot. The other has to sleep in the living room. Hmmm. Decisions decisions.
All healed up
As late as yesterday my bronchitis was slowly getting better but I figured I would still have another three days of hacking and nose blowing. But this morning I woke up feeling strange. No coughing, no urge to cough, no chest tightness - you know…normal.
I decided to press the issue and went to the gym at noon to run. I started slowly but ended up running my normal distance at my normal pace. Not even a throat tickle. The body’s ability to fight illness is amazing.
Tomorrow is spin and back to commuting by bike and eating better. During the two weeks I was sick, I gained three pounds. :/
The weather today is going to be gross, but you have no idea how happy I am with the rest of the ten day forecast! I can feel my lungs healing up already.
I finally went to the doctor about my constant coughing and wheezing. Turns out I have acute bronchitis, likely viral, so not really much they can do. The doctor offered to write a prescription for an inhaler, after scaring the bejesus out of me by asking if I or anyone close to me has asthma. This from my GP who has known me for 15 years. I thought he was making a diagnosis. He was actually just wondering if there was an inhaler in our household. In my ignorance I thought inhalers were only for asthma. Whew! I did get the inhaler - haven’t used it yet. I’m still marveling that the retail price is $59 and my insurance lopped a whopping $14 from the price.
And while it may be a several days before I can get back on the exercise wagon, September so far is STILL better than August was!
August can suck it
Seldom have I so badly wanted a month to end. Ridiculous amounts of pressure at work, priestly malfeasance, profound fatigue, helping a friend deal with the diminishment of his life because of Parkinsons, bad exercise/food choices, terrible sleep patterns. And now the worst cold I’ve had in a long time with a wracking, nonproductive cough that leaves me feeling short of breath, which only feeds into my primal fear of suffocation.
I’m aware of the deeper message in all of this, but for right now, August — and summer for that matter — end already!
Glad that’s over
I had to meet with an investigator for four hours last night regarding one of our our former priests. The anticipation of the meeting was anxiety-provoking and the interview was draining. I got home last night at 11:15 and up this morning at 5:30. I’m so very tired but my spirits are higher than they have been for days. I’ll take that trade-off!
So here’s an annoying thing. I was painting today. No that wasn’t the annoying part. What is annoying is I was on that ladder for so many hours that my left foot now has this weird swelling just below the ball of the foot that feels like my sock is bunched up and needs to be pulled flat. What the hell? Hopefully icing will help tonight - I’ve never had anything quite like this.
I mentioned earlier that we are trying to live without a car as much as possible so we don’t have to replace our aging and unreliable car until next spring when some of our wedding bills are paid off. So far it’s fine, but occasionally I forget that I made that commitment and tell someone, “oh sure, I’ll be happy to meet at your house in (a difficult to reach part of) St. Paul instead of downtown Minneapolis.” Then I realize I have to figure out how to get there either on bike, bus or car sharing.
A couple of days ago, I decided to do it by bike and was so pleased I did. There are new trails through the University of Minnesota and a bus and bike transit way between the Minneapolis campus of the U of M and the Fairgrounds in St. Paul that I had never known about and certainly never used. The 17 mile round trip ride through rush hour was about 45 minutes each way and I think I had to come to a complete stop once in each direction. As much of a biker as I am, this excursion made me realize how much about my own city I’m not aware of.
As an aside, the ride home from St. Paul was especially easy and now that I look at the elevation guide, I can see why. The meeting was held at the highest elevation on the grid and I basically rode downhill all the way to the Mississippi River then stayed relatively flat after that. You think I would have noticed it was basically uphill all the way there. Thankfully I was too worried about not missing any turns or trail connections to notice.