Normally this post at the beginning of the month would be a tale of triumph and gains. I’ve had one of those. I’ve lost a quite a bit of weight. How?
Not eating.
I’ve been sick for over two weeks, just this Monday starting to feel halfway decent. I go forever with not so much as a sniffle. Then, I get walloped and shit starts going wrong.
A few weeks ago, my head started stuffing up. Not my sinuses so much as my left ear. I felt pretty fatigued as well. So I gutted out the rest of the week. That Sunday I had enough and saw a doc-in-the-box. That was a mistake. They looked at my ears, cleaned them, gave me Cortizone/acetic acid (vinegar) drops and said to use Flonase. Monday, my left ear cleared up a bit and the right got stuffed.
I gutted that out. I feel fatigued, ear stuffed, so what does my dumbass do? Ride the bike. Go running. I’m sure that helped. I didn’t lift though. A week later, I hit the real doctor who shot me in the ass with a steroid and gave me a prescription for an antibiotic that ruined my guts. Didn’t help the ear much at all. I found the cold medicines like Mucinex, Sudafed, even Flonase and Benadryl made my problems far worse.
So no working out whatsoever. It was pretty bad. So much so that the Girl asked for contact info for my kids and one of my friends in case she didn’t hear from me. She’s about the only person I talk with daily. She was super worried and texted my son and my friend to check up on me.
Stress didn’t help. I got a notice that they weren’t renewing my lease. So I was dragging my ass to look at places. I found two a street over that are as nice as my place and cheaper. I also found a place I liked near my daughter. The problem there is the thousands I’d have to spend to get the place and move. Last week I was about to drop the hammer on a lease in Wylie, near my kid, when I got an email from the management company. They bought this house and wanted me to renew.
Done.
As much as I’d like to be near my kids now that the Girl is in the motherland, my company is melting. I needed to secure a lease before I get laid off (if it’s going to happen). Otherwise, I’d be well and truly screwed. So that had a happy ending. I renewed my lease. I’ll spend this year clearing stuff I don’t use out.
All the time, I’m feeling like dogshit. My BP was going nuts again. I realized that this was more than likely the cold medicine. It started raining last Thursday and had rained all weekend. What do I do? Go to a Tai Chi class Thursday. That crushed me for the weekend, much of which I spent sleeping.
Yesterday, things seemed to turn the corner. Only thing I took was Flonase, and my BP which was low all morning, spiked up. I hit the trails on the bike and that cleared out. It was clear and sunny, so I spent some time sunning myself. That seemed to work better than any medicine.
So we’ll see what happens.
Far as Tai Chi goes, I may drop it. I’m ok with the art itself. But I wasn’t impressed with the rec-center class. It was pretty disorganized and I got a sniff that I was being setup as an annuity. I’ve never seen anyone ever in a karate ghee doing Tai Chi and there were some there with brown and black belts with all the grace of a holstein cow at a disco. And swords? Never seen that in Tai Chi. Looked like a bunch of middle schoolers playing ninja. Not at all impressed.
Since my weeknights are filled with meetings and teaching class, I think my time would be better used moving weight days to Friday and Sunday, with maybe a Tuesday short one, so I have time to concentrate.
