Currently, it is almost 4a.m. I keep strange hours now. I hesitate to say that I think I am adapting. After three months, I am no longer dragging. I am still fighting this little virus that is trying to undermine my immune system. I was completely exhausted on Monday, extremely tired on Tuesday, and a little out of it today. If tomorrow follows the trend, I anticipate being all better in 3 days. Lots of water, garlic, and vitamin shakes planned for next 2 days off.
I have Thursday and Friday off this week, and I intend on taking it somewhat easy so that I can fully recuperate. I haven't determined if I am going to go back to the gym this week or next. Tonight was the first night that I actually really had the desire to return to working out. I know some of it has to do with the winter blahs, but I believe the majority can be chalked up to stress.
Tell me, (anyone) why is it that you can be almost 3 weeks late for Aunt Flo's arrival because of stress? I mean seriously, as if being late doesn't add a stress of it's own. Sheesh.
When I wake up, I am going to clean my room a little, and then head over to my sister's house. I'll be spending the day with her and my Jammer (nephew). I will be taking her to her ultrasound appointment tomorrow and hopefully this child won't cross it's legs. I'd like to know if I'm going to have a niece or a nephew.
I talked to my manager today about what I needed to do to prepare myself for the next step in management. (Because I just can't let myself get comfortable and stay there.) No, really, the next step in management is what I've wanted all along and it's almost twice as much as I make now. He only had one suggestion. If that is the case, and I only have one thing to really work on, then I am hoping to be considered/accepted for Assistant Manager by April.
This time, when I go through training again, I am not going to compensate for the extra stress by going to the gym less. Or, by eating french fries and rootbeer. Bad habit. In my defense, there was a Tim Hortons baking fresh doughnuts (all damn day) that shared a lobby with us. The smell was inescapable. It was either half a dozen raspberry filled powdered doughnuts, or eating out of the fry trough.
Since I am planning on returning to a fitness schedule, I am stopping to think about where I am, and what goals I wish to accomplish this time. I am considering Winsor Pilates. I've heard really good things about them, and shaping and toning had best be in my future.
Ok, I've finally bantered enough, and it's 4:15am. I've finally wound down enough to sleep.
Posted by hawkie at February 24, 2005 04:15 AMYou're body goes through enough stress when it's on it's period. It's like going through mini-labour (hence the cramps). If you're going through a period of stress in your life, your body will shut other things down in order to cope. This is also why people tend to get indigestion when they're stressed. Digestion is less important so that get's shut down and things ferment in your tummy making you feel bad. The menstrul cycle is another one of those things that get's shut off. (Of course, then, you're cramps will be worse since your body has build up even more of that uterine lining in the mean time.) I've been over a month late at times due to stress. It sucks but it happens.
BTW, Pilates rocks. (I've done it, but not regularly of course.) I've also heard good things about the Windsor Pilates.
Posted by Dustbuffalo at February 24, 2005 09:42 AMhave you had your thyroid checked lately? Sounds distressingly familiar...
((Hugs))
mog
Posted by Morgan at February 25, 2005 12:20 PM