The purpose of these posts is to document my journey with Fibromyalgia. I hope to see improvement over time that might go unnoticed in day to day living.
OK, so I managed to get my rear in gear and get to the gym every day this week, and by every day I mean Monday-Friday because we all know that Saturday and Sunday are bonus days. I hope to get myself to the gym at least on Saturday for a light workout. Frankly, my workouts this week have been lacking. I put in the time, but I just didn’t feel good about them. Part of that could be because I am going through a bit of a flare right now.
This week I am still struggling with my foot hurting which causes me to have to concentrate more on how to position foot not only so my foot makes it through my workout, but so that I don’t end up hurting my knees by walking funny.
The Fibro thing that is all up in my face this week is fatigue. I feel like I could sleep 20 hours a day. I don’t, but I think I could. I have stopped using 5 hour energy drinks to make it through my workouts, but I think maybe I could keep them on hand for weeks like this. I just wish they didn’t have Splenda in them. I really, really don’t like Splenda. It has a terrible taste to it. For all of you who can’t taste it—I don’t like you anymore. ;P
Fitness—like I said I managed to get to the gym, but I didn’t do my stairs. I did get Week 4 of couch to 5K done. It was rough. I don’t know whose brilliant idea it was to try to increase my speed on the elliptical by completing this program, but I’m sure it wasn’t mine. At least it wasn’t sane me. It might have been crazy me.
So, Couch to 5K on the elliptical MWF, regular elliptical on TTH, and 45-85 minutes on the treadmill Tuesday-Friday, and the recumbent bike for 65 minutes on Monday. My goal for next week is to continue with Couch to 5K, and to mix it up a bit more with the bike and treadmill. I also want to get back into my stairs and rebounder at home.
As far as Fibro goes I want to research ways to combat the fatigue. Honestly, the fatigue kicks my butt every time!
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Friday, March 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Yesterday I signed my own death warrant
Also known as joining a gym. Not only did I join a gym, but I prepaid for 4 months because we are moving, and they usually only do 1 or 2 year contracts. The exception: military. Thank you Anytime Fitness. I really wanted to wait procrastinate until we moved...got a house...unpacked...settled...died to join a gym, but since the gym was willing to work with our short term status they took away my second best excuse (first best being this pesky herniated disk that refuses to heal).
Today I took the first steps (no pun intended)to serve that warrant. I actually went to the gym. Wisely, (<--- I don't get to say that much), I went immediately after dropping Brendan off at the fire station. Do not go home. Do not use brain cells. Only listen to the radio and drive blindly to the gym or torture chamber. You choose. It is only semantics anyway. I managed to survive 15 minutes on the elliptical. My heart rate was too high at 195, so my mini goal right now is to work up to 20 minutes by Monday, and to get my heart rate down. I'm not sure what is a reasonable time for that one, though, so I will go will by the end of next week. Hmmm. I will have to do some research on that one.
So far the gym costs are $285 per visit. I guess I will have to go more because, well I don't know anyone who gets paid $1200 per hour - much less anyone living in this house!
Today I took the first steps (no pun intended)to serve that warrant. I actually went to the gym. Wisely, (<--- I don't get to say that much), I went immediately after dropping Brendan off at the fire station. Do not go home. Do not use brain cells. Only listen to the radio and drive blindly to the gym or torture chamber. You choose. It is only semantics anyway. I managed to survive 15 minutes on the elliptical. My heart rate was too high at 195, so my mini goal right now is to work up to 20 minutes by Monday, and to get my heart rate down. I'm not sure what is a reasonable time for that one, though, so I will go will by the end of next week. Hmmm. I will have to do some research on that one.
So far the gym costs are $285 per visit. I guess I will have to go more because, well I don't know anyone who gets paid $1200 per hour - much less anyone living in this house!
Friday, October 15, 2010
Fibro Friday: Week 1--Starting out Sloooooow
Week one of trying to pull myself out of this funk that is Fibromyalgia. I don't know how much of this will be a head game, or how much of this will be physical, but whatever it is the journey has officially started.
This week is working on starting a routine, and starting it slowly. Very slowly. I don't want to be beat before I start which is often the case.
So here is how it went for my first partial week(next week will be a full week, but since I started on Sunday...:
3 times this week I did 3 sets of 5 different back exercises given to me by my spine specialist. The purpose of these exercises is to strengthen my lower back and abs, as well as, to help with my herniated disc.
Twice this week I rode my bike. My bike that now has a huuuuuge wide load seat on it. A seat that does not hurt my sit bones for weeks after a ride. Really weeks, I'm not kidding. It's like someone decided to see how deep of a bruise they could cause and called it a bike seat. Does the seat look all sleek and cool like the torture seat, no, but with the unsleek and uncool seat maybe I can look sleek and cool, and I think that is a fair trade off.
The bike riding and the back exercises did have some painful repercussions, but nothing I couldn't handle. The worst was the leg and hip pain at night when I was trying to sleep. I felt like there was a distinct horizontal line right at my hips. Above the line was fine, below the line could have fallen off of my body and I would have appreciated the reprieve.
To sum it up:
3 days 3 sets of 5 back exercises* resulting in sharp back pain, but not so intense that I could not function. 4 of 10.
2 days moderate pace 1/2 mile bike ride. No immediate pain, but 6 of 10 later that night that caused inability to sleep.
3 pounds lost.
*Found in "Ishmael's Care of the Back", 4th edition by Brian Krabak, MD, MBA and Brandee Waite, MD.
This week is working on starting a routine, and starting it slowly. Very slowly. I don't want to be beat before I start which is often the case.
So here is how it went for my first partial week(next week will be a full week, but since I started on Sunday...:
3 times this week I did 3 sets of 5 different back exercises given to me by my spine specialist. The purpose of these exercises is to strengthen my lower back and abs, as well as, to help with my herniated disc.
Twice this week I rode my bike. My bike that now has a huuuuuge wide load seat on it. A seat that does not hurt my sit bones for weeks after a ride. Really weeks, I'm not kidding. It's like someone decided to see how deep of a bruise they could cause and called it a bike seat. Does the seat look all sleek and cool like the torture seat, no, but with the unsleek and uncool seat maybe I can look sleek and cool, and I think that is a fair trade off.
The bike riding and the back exercises did have some painful repercussions, but nothing I couldn't handle. The worst was the leg and hip pain at night when I was trying to sleep. I felt like there was a distinct horizontal line right at my hips. Above the line was fine, below the line could have fallen off of my body and I would have appreciated the reprieve.
To sum it up:
3 days 3 sets of 5 back exercises* resulting in sharp back pain, but not so intense that I could not function. 4 of 10.
2 days moderate pace 1/2 mile bike ride. No immediate pain, but 6 of 10 later that night that caused inability to sleep.
3 pounds lost.
*Found in "Ishmael's Care of the Back", 4th edition by Brian Krabak, MD, MBA and Brandee Waite, MD.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Introducing Me the Future Olympian
Well, I have decided to jump on the blog bandwagon. A little late, I know, but I needed to make sure this blog thing was actually going to stick around, you know.
Ok, not really. I just tend to mull things over a while before I do anything. See, if I didn't then I wouldn't have a mundane life.
So, a little about us. I am an Air Force wife of 18 years. We have one 15 year old son, a cat and a dog. The son, the cat and the dog rule the roost--not necessarily in that order. Truth be told it should be the cat, the son and then the dog. Ok, no, it should be the cat, the son, my husband and I, the neighbors, the crickets, the spiders,.....and waaay down the list would be the dog. Poor dog.
We tend to be homebodies. We do work and school full time and then we stay home. At least we did. That is all going to change because now we all have new bikes. Ok, M (my pun-infested husband) and B (my 15 turning 28 year old son) have new bikes. Mine is on order, 'cuz I am short, but not short enough for what the bike store had in.
So, back to the bikes. The bikes are the fault of the Olympics. We were politely minding our own business watching the beginning of the women's bike race when I hear "...49 year old...." 49!! This on the heals of the 41 year old swimmer!! Are you kidding me?! I'm 36, and I have one foot in the grave already, just ask me, I'll complain about all my ailments for you. So, I hear about the 49 year old and immediately call upstairs to M. Hey this lady is 49, and in the olympics. If I start now I can be in the olympics. All my high school dreams can still come true...Let's go to the bike store. 2 hours, 1 bike, 1 layaway and $1800 later we are on our way to a fitter us. Oh, and be sure to watch for the 40 year old unknown in the 2012 summer olympics.
Ok, not really. I just tend to mull things over a while before I do anything. See, if I didn't then I wouldn't have a mundane life.
So, a little about us. I am an Air Force wife of 18 years. We have one 15 year old son, a cat and a dog. The son, the cat and the dog rule the roost--not necessarily in that order. Truth be told it should be the cat, the son and then the dog. Ok, no, it should be the cat, the son, my husband and I, the neighbors, the crickets, the spiders,.....and waaay down the list would be the dog. Poor dog.
We tend to be homebodies. We do work and school full time and then we stay home. At least we did. That is all going to change because now we all have new bikes. Ok, M (my pun-infested husband) and B (my 15 turning 28 year old son) have new bikes. Mine is on order, 'cuz I am short, but not short enough for what the bike store had in.
So, back to the bikes. The bikes are the fault of the Olympics. We were politely minding our own business watching the beginning of the women's bike race when I hear "...49 year old...." 49!! This on the heals of the 41 year old swimmer!! Are you kidding me?! I'm 36, and I have one foot in the grave already, just ask me, I'll complain about all my ailments for you. So, I hear about the 49 year old and immediately call upstairs to M. Hey this lady is 49, and in the olympics. If I start now I can be in the olympics. All my high school dreams can still come true...Let's go to the bike store. 2 hours, 1 bike, 1 layaway and $1800 later we are on our way to a fitter us. Oh, and be sure to watch for the 40 year old unknown in the 2012 summer olympics.
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