Well, I’d hoped for something witty and/or urbane. Or at least some financial update or pontifications on disability or… Anything really. Alas, ’twas not to be.
For reasons unknown, my brain decided to keep me up until 4 a.m. And I had to get up to let the handyman in at 8 a.m. Which means I’m working amid a bunch of noise on the equivalent of about one to two hours sleep for a normal person.
So instead, I’m just going to go for a few quick updates.
First of all, I have an interview over on the Stacking Benjamins podcast that you should check out. I (surprise, surprise) talk about my book and dealing with frugality amidst depression and other obstacles.
Secondly, the weight loss is going well. Apparently, I was carrying a fair amount of water weight from all the sodium in all the junk food I was eating. At one point, I weighed in at 191, but once I nixed the sodium, I dropped down to about 186.
I’m at 183 right now and am almost back in the groove of working out. I started with one-mile, 15-minutes walking videos for three days. Then there was a day of rest because I got crappy sleep. Yesterday I moved up to a two-mile, 30-minute video.
Once I’ve done that for at least three days, I’ll start doing arm weights and squats/lunges/other leg exercises again. I wanted to make sure I didn’t get too sore to work out for days on end, so I decided to save those sorts of videos until I was back in the swing of things.
Throughout all this, I’m making sure I have at least 1,200 calories a day net of any exercise I do. So if I burn 250 calories, I make sure I take in at least 1,450 calories total for the day. That still puts me losing around two pounds a week without my body freaking out.
And the third and final announcement: We’ve decided not to wait til after FinCon to keep trying to get me pregnant.
Tim’s concerned about the ticking clock age-wise and the fact that we haven’t had success as easily as previous five times getting pregnant. He doesn’t want to wait another four months before trying again.
That said, he’s agreed to wait until I’m closer to my previous weight before trying again. I’m not comfortable with the extra pounds, and once we’re trying again I can’t do strenuous exercise or keep my calorie count low to keep losing weight. I want to be more comfortable, be healthier and, yes, look good for FinCon.
So in five or six weeks we’ll start trying again. And I’ll try to find some non-strenuous workouts so I don’t lose too much muscle tone, and I’ll try to moderate my candy/fatty foods intake better this time around. And try not to stress out about potentially being in the danger zone — cue Archer-screech “Danger zone!” — for a miscarriage or still be grieving a miscarriage while at the conference. The other option he presented was to skip the conference altogether, and I don’t want to do that.
That’s about all that’s going on here. Now that Tim is up, I’m going to try to take a nap. But with the noise, I’m skeptical. But dude… so. tired.
Anyone else having trouble sleeping?