Time to get thee outdoors! It's gorgeous outside -- what are you doing inside?!
I'm off to the wilderness. Just me, some friends, and 150 teenagers from across SoCal.
I am very brave.
As I am trying to stay true to my vow to post every day this month, I'm scheduling my Saturday and Sunday posts. Nothing fancy but just to amuse you. :)
See you Monday!
My old friend, Dana, is doing this fantastic thing -- you will enjoy reading it:
http://thirtydaycarnivorechallenge.blogspot.com/
Read it to live by it or just for fun. I read it for inspiration.
I highly recommend it.
OMG, this weekend, I am going with the youth group kids to Big Bear. On a schoolbus. On Friday the 13th. Up a mountain. I'm clearly insane.
But it gets me out of town for a weekend, it gets me around some actual nature and I can try to clear my head. For that, I am happy.
Tomorrow I am getting cortisone injections in my ankles so I don't have to limp around all weekend like a jackass. For that I am also happy. I fucking HATE needles so you must know how much pain I am in to have ASKED my doctor to do this.
And in other news, things are good. I'm feeling... lighter. Oh no, not physically (though God bless Cammy for saying I look like I've lost weight), but mentally. I'm moving toward a better place. It's a nice feeling. It's a NEW feeling. I highly recommend it.
Last week was one sucky week, blog readers."Sucky," by the way, should be recognized as a real word if it's not already.
I felt especially low and hit a rather dramatic breaking point come Saturday when I woke up feeling pretty sick and felt the cold, cruel fingertips of reality reaching out for me. Determined to escape them, I camped out on my bed with laptop and snacks til 4pm.
Sadly, you cannot exist in a single room forever. Reality got me by the throat and it was a battle.
I am heavy. And not just that; I am miserable. I am not healthy and were that alone not enough to stress me out, other aspects of my life are not in top shape either. I was up until 3am weighing a wide variety of options (my favorite was running away to Canada and marrying a dashing mountie).
I also considered moving back to my parents' house. No joke -- I even discussed it with them today.
Luckily, my parents and brother realized the value of my independence and with their honesty and support looking me dead in the eyes, I also realized... Giving up my apartment and, basically, my life, was escaping and not really a solution.
My brother and I spent some of the afternoon together talking and making lists and coming up with ideas. I got on the phone with my parents and they had some input.
I have some thinking and planning to do. I assure you that tomorrow or shortly after, I will have the outcome for you. Stay tuned.
I felt wretched today and spent - no kidding - most of the day in bed. And why not? I had my rice cakes, water, a laptop and a lot of Ryan Reynolds -- I watched The Proposal and Definitely Maybe and enjoyed both.
I gave my hair a really thorough washing and it's so soft and lovely now. Is that a weird thing to share?
I treated myself to a nap in the later afternoon. Something I haven't done in AGES. Do you nap? I highly recommend it.
And after a dinner that included soup and dry toast (I know, I know - such decadence), I moved my laziness to the couch so I could catch up on Tivo. So much good TV on these days. What are you watching?
I'm hooked on USA's White Collar. Matthew Bomer, its star? Adorable. I love Eastwick, which is campy and endearing and I totally dig the main guy's humor. I'm still a complete Law & Order junkie - all three franchises now...
Oh TV, it's my warm and comforting friend.
I also read today. Caught up on some magazines and some news and a new book...
Sometimes being sick is okay but if I miss work this week, I'm screwed.
Translation: thanks for the visit, now GO AWAY!
I'm about to go to bed and it's not even midnight. I know that's not unusual for a lot of people but for me, this is painfully early. I am a night person to the core and am typically happy to stay up extraordinarily late, even when it means I'm tired the following day.
What's the easiest way to not face life's problems? Sleep.
But first, The Ellen Degeneres show courtesy of Tivo for it makes me smile.
Good night, boys and girls.
Nanoblopomo... Why am I doing this to myself?! LOL. I have pledged to write an entry every day for the next month.
BTW, those of you who tease me for being a blogger-slacker, you may shut it now.
And when was the last time I wrote anything of substance anyway? So if this makes me pay attention...
The diet... or rather, the eating healthy and exercising... The eating healthy I can manage so long as I put my mind to it. And often, I know I don't. But due to my ankle problem (I have posterior tibial tendonitis), the physical activity has been frustrating.A friend came over one night to take me walking and it was actually a lot of fun. We talked and joked which made the time go by faster. And I couldn't always keep up with the pace but I made it with some success and felt sorta proud. When we got home, I propped up my foot and iced it and felt pretty sure I was okay.
The next morning, I got out of bed and fell over. I was completely unable to walk on my right foot. It was awful. I crawled to the shower like a moron. I used a cane for support for the next few days. More than anything, I was just really pissed off.
And frankly, it still hurts more than it should.
It HAD to be the right foot, by the way. Traffic is murder on me these days. So much pedal shifting. Thanks, Los Angeles!
You know, if anyone out there has some experience with this, I'd love to hear it. If anyone can suggest an exercise that is low-impact on the feet/ankles and won't leave me looking like one of those women with a skinny top and gigantic bottom (pear shape!), that's be fab.