Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Slow Down Broke Down....

WARNING: This is a five minute pity party...click onto something else if you don't want to read it, otherwise, just grin and bear it...

There used to be a DJ of sorts on one of the country stations in Dallas who did the morning and afternoon traffic reports. A sort of Larry the Cable Guy, but local. Being that deep down I'm as redneck as it gets, despite how much I might pull up my collar at times, I loved the guy. Anything to add humor to the afternoon hell otherwise known as surviving your drive to/from work was a good thing.

So this DJ had his own vernacular for traffic. One of my favorite terms of his was "slow down broke down." This described huge traffic jams on some major freeway where little or no traffic could get through. It just gradually slowed down to moving slow as molasses as the broke down vehicle sat there until the wrecker arrived. (Have to tell you, deciphering redneck is about as strange as it gets...in my head I just assume everyone knows what the made-up words mean...shows how southern I am...)

All that being said....I'm a slow down broke down today in every way possible....

Last week, after getting my diagnosis of PCOS, I began eating per doctor's orders what is basically the Atkins diet. I am happy to say that I have not cheated ONCE, and when I weighed in yesterday I'd lost almost 4 lbs! So okay....it's working much to my chargrin. As such, my carboholic/sugar craving body is in pretty much withdrawals as we speak...and I AM HUNGRY! I can't eat enough proteins and veggies to satisfy my hunger or sweet tooth, and at times I feel like I'm going insane. The good part of this is that I can already tell I do "feel" better in that I'm not sugar crashing and thus falling asleep mid-afternoon like I did, so this is a win-win, right? But dangit, fixing my kiddo meals that smell so amazing (who knew a grilled cheese and strawberries could be so tempting) is about to topple me over...

Cruddiest part of eating as such is it takes LOADS of prep-work, if you want to save money. Sure I could buy all the prepared/pre-cut/pre-measured meats for a pretty penny, but I've gotta save where I can. You have to understand...and if you'd told me these self-awareness statements ten years ago I wouldn't have believed you because I was so sure I was going to be Suzy Homemaker with 3 kids and PTA president.......I am NOT Martha Stewart, I am the furthest thing from Donna Reid, I only wish I could be like Ina Garten or Giada DeLaurentiss (or look like her for that matter) or Rachel Ray, and cook with ease....ain't me. I have a kitchen because it came with the house--PERIOD. So all this having to grill meat, prepare fresh salads, boil eggs, etc.....whipping on my part. YES--I know, it's working eating as such, but the prep work SUCKS.

And I'm getting my hormones readjusted. My levels according to bloodwork were WAAAAY off, so I'm not the most pleasant person to be around, to say the least to be polite. I'm praying once this is fixed and the correct dosage found, I'll be a happier, more pleasing person to converse with, and the bi-polar-ish ways will be gone....cause I don't think I (or my hubby or kiddo) can take the mood swings much longer...

Then there's running....isn't that the point of this blog? Last Saturday we had an easy 5 mile run. I opted to take it easy and ran with partner Kristi, who also was taking it easy. No big sprint-outs, no big tempo running...we enjoyed the gorgeous weather and our conversation. Towards the end of the run, I noticed my quads and hams were REALLY tight, and there was this 'twang' in my right ankle....hmmm... Coach LeaAnn pointed out with my diet change my muscles were needing the carbs to replenish, so we make a plan of attack to deal with the tightness--check. But that 'twang'....hmmm...

Boot camp started back yesterday morning. I am masochistic, I actually love boot camp. My trainer is phenomenal (not a screamer AT ALL, just an encourager, genuinely CARES about his clients) and keeps me going. BC was fine yesterday morning....but today...not so much. I've had a nagging neck joint/muscle issue I've been seeing my chiro for since Feb 08, and with a recent ridgehand to the head in a sparring match it's come back. Lately I guess I've been sleeping on it wrong, because this morning I woke up and didn't think I could move it, until I got going veeeery slooooowly. BC was a beating, trying to get my reps done....but then I added in the runs there....the 'twang' in my ankle...now a TWANG. Trainer says he thinks it's my diet and muscles having a fit at the lack of carbs, asked me to take it easy this week so it doesn't develop to something worse.

So.....that leaves me chronically hungry, witchy, in the kitchen which I hate, with a stiff neck and an ankle that if it could talk would sound like a guitar being plucked with a loud offkey TWANG when I step wrong......

Yep, I'm a slow down broke down today.....

End of pity party, felt good to get it out.....time to be proactive and figure all this out to fix it....back to work, washing machine signal just went off.....moving on....

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