I have found it harder and harder to make time for my fun, little hobbies that I love. One of them, photography, has really taken a backseat over the past few years. For some reason, I believed that as my kids grew up and became less dependent on me, that it would somehow free up some time!
Spring break is coming up soon. Maybe, I can dig out the old camera, charge her up and take a walking tour of my town and spark some ideas. Perhaps, I just need to un-backseat the things I’ve shelved in the hopes that they’ll light a creative spark again.
My back pain has been excruciating for the past three days, although it is beginning to abate. Much of the time, I feel best if I don’t try to sit down, if I am standing and moving, it doesn’t hurt as badly. However, I find it difficult to grade papers in a standing stance.
At about 4pm this afternoon, I couldn’t tolerate it anymore, so I took a pain pill for it. A real one – makes me a little loopy. Then, I proceeded to write up my notes for class tomorrow.
When I realized at some point I had begun to number my pages in descending order, I called it quits. I don’t think I want to even chance grading this stack of midterms, do I?
Tomorrow will be a new, more lucid, day, I hope!
After my cardiologist yelled* at me, back in late November, about gaining instead of losing excess weight, I have ramped up my exercise. I’ve worked up to the ability to walk three miles without feeling terrible afterward. In fact, I can walk a lot longer as evidenced by the 7.5 mile trek I took with my sister a couple of weekends ago. When that little junket was complete, my feet hurt so badly in the evening, I thought I would never walk again. However, a new pair of walking shoes has remedied that issue. When shoes wear out, you really do feel it.
Now, for the past couple of days, I’ve had a painful sensation in my lower back. It is more pronounced when I am sitting than standing, so I suppose I need to keep moving. But, it feels as if I jumped out of a high window, landed on my heels, and jarred my back. I just wish it would go away, because I want to be rewarded for improving my health, not punished! I suppose, I am just getting older and experiencing some wear and tear.
On the positive side, though, I have met my first goal of 5% weight loss. I am losing pounds very, very slowly, may about 1/2 pound per week, but as long as it is consistent, I am happy with that. I looked back at my history, and I am now only 2 pounds heavier than when my mother first received her cancer diagnosis that scrambled all of our world, greatly. I think when I hit that benchmark, then I can look forward to the next goal of getting into one of my evening gowns. I have three evening gowns that I absolutely love, each one size bigger than the previous! So, if I can get back into those, one at a time, over the rest of this year, I’ll be ecstatic when the time comes to really wear one again.
Happy trails, y’all. Now that the weather is warmer, I will see you outside.
*Actually, he didn’t yell at me; he was fussing at me. But, he’s from Georgia (Eastern European State, not Eastern Atlantic State), so he has this terrifying sounding accent. “Zhou MUST NOT Gain Ze Weight!!!” He can say “Good Morning,” and it sounds malicious. But, he is a very nice and professional man, or I wouldn’t continue to go to his practice.
One year, not many moons ago, I decided to challenge myself for lent. I mean, really choose something that was a sacrifice and would be non-trivial to follow through on. I chose to forgo shopping for myself whether in stores or online. No little treats, no clothing, no books. I would also donate a weekly amount of money to represent my non-shopping savings to charity.
I remember announcing this to the family when they asked what I was doing. My daughter’s eyes grew really big, and she gasped, “NO SHOPPING? HOW WILL WE EAT?” I soothed her upset by explaining that it did not mean I would not do the grocery shopping, just that I would not be treating myself to the unnecessary items that seemed to find their way into my basket. Like those little irresistible nail polishes you find on the endcaps.
I was successful. The last two weeks were rough. And the hardest item to eliminate purchases of was books. I spent a lot of time in the library checking things out. Too bad that habit didn’t stick for long. I love them too much not to own them.
This year, I am trying to similarly challenge myself. I am toying with the idea of forgoing eating out in restaurants, but that might be a tad too rough, as it puts a damper on the occasional meet-up with friends I don’t regularly see.