(A couple of affiliate codes in this post.) I didn’t (and usually don’t) make New Year’s “resolutions,” per se. And because I’m stubborn and overworked and frequently shiny-squirreled in about a gazilion different directions at any time, it usually takes
Fitbit, new electronic buddy.
So I’m on day 4 of doing a new supplement. I do feel like I have a little more energy than I usually do, FWIW. Pain levels still the same, but unfortunately I’m used to pain. And I’m on day
Fibromyalgia, Fitbit, geekery, and why I canceled my Weight Watchers membership.
This will come as like zero shock to regular readers of this blog, but I am an unrepentant geek, especially when it comes to things like gadgets. Specifically, gadgets that will in some way simplify my life. No, I won’t
Ugh. (And Blessed Beltane!)
Blessed Beltane, and Happy May Day! Well, I dragged my ample ass back to the gym for the first time in over a year, since I injured my knee back in January, 2013. I’ve also been slipping on my online
Quitting Cymbalta (so far, so good)…
UPDATE: Today is one week since my last dose of Cymbalta, and actually feeling REALLY good. Mood swings are pretty much gone (although I do keep joking about “not killing” anyone LOL). Hubby said that yes, the past several days
Quitting Cymbalta (and it isn’t pretty).
This pretty much describes me (partly) the past few days. Yes, Hubby is still alive. Sir (lucky Him) is several states and several thousand miles away on vacation and out of harm’s reach… LOL I suppose I should back up
Huh? Hmm.
Well, yesterday as I reported, I tipped the scales at 213.6. When I got on the scale today (yes, I know I’m only supposed to weigh myself on my weigh-in day) I was at 210. Same time of day, nothing
Ugh.
I’m fat. No, I’m not morbidly obese, but the past couple of months emotionally took a toll on me, and one way I coped with it was not going to the gym because I didn’t “feel” like it, plus holiday
On my way to a healthy habit.
Dragged my tuckus out of bed early to make it to a 9 a.m. Aqua Fit class. (Okay, so the cats dragged me out of bed early. They decided to cause a ruckus at 5:45 and I never went back
…And that’s a hat trick!
Three times to the gym in one week. WOOT! I took it easy on my arms today (my shoulder is giving me fits) and just did machines for abs and legs. Did thirty minutes on the machines, then swam for
Survived work-out #2.
Hubby went with me to the gym today. First we had to hit a few stops, I needed new earbuds (couldn’t find mine) and an iPod holder, swim goggles, and swim cap (for me), dog and cat food (not for
…And I didn’t drown.
Well, I signed us up for a gym. Nice place, even has a pool, hot tub, and sauna. And today they had an “aqua fit” class. I figured that would be perfect for me, low-impact and easy to do because
Another journey started.
Well, I’m now a member of Weight Watchers. Hubby is doing the Medifast plan (under a nurse practitioner’s supervision) and I decided why should he suffer alone. LOL In all honesty, I need to lose about fifty pounds to get