Daily Fitbit stats

My fitbit #Fitstats for 2/27/2014: 5,230 steps and 2.2 miles traveled. http://www.fitbit.com/user/2DRC56

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A little bit of this….

… and a little bit of that.

Last night I did my measurements again. Sparing the details which I really don’t feel much like sharing I was smaller on every measurement except my upper arms by at least 2 inches! Yay! The arms, I believe are muscle because I can see some definition poking through. I even had M double check by forcing her to look at a picture lol! Today I’ve been being super conscious about what I’m doing but I managed to forget an insulin shot with lunch which landed me the gift of a 295 blood sugar. I have since fixed that, hopefully it will even out.

I had a great chat with my sister (who is currently hiding from winter in a nice warm state) and got all of my Biology homework done. I’ve been trying to make sure I get up and walk around in order to at least get my step count up but Biology homework is a seated activity lol.

I feel good today, physically. My body feels comfortable and is moving much better.

Xander has rambled on all day. A commercial about a Nuwave just came on TV and the announcer asked “Are you ready for an amazing deal?” and my boy yelled out “Yes!”. It made me giggle. This kid is blossoming into an amazing kid. He has sensory issues and tends to rock against the back of the couch for hours. I asked him the other day why he does it and he went silent as he rocked. I assumed the question was too much for a 3 year old and was prepared to drop it when he suddenly said “It makes me feel good when I feel bad inside.” Impressed isn’t even close enough to the word I’d use to describe how his answer made me feel. Just 3 years old and he was able to tell me exactly why he does what he does. Rock on, son. I won’t try and stop you. It amazes me that for the first 2 years of his life the OT working with Peter told us over and over again to stop letting Xander rock. She told us to find a “productive” activity to replace the sensory behavior with. I never agreed and now I’m very glad I didn’t try and stop him. I will never encourage anyone to stop self-soothing behavior which is exactly what his rocking is.

My scale is dead.

This probably isn’t a big deal to most people, but I’m taking this death pretty hard. I already bought its replacement. I didn’t like my scale, we aren’t friends. But I don’t know how to live without checking on my weight (even though the numbers refuse to move). I’m not replacing it with the one I really want because I don’t want to spend $130 on a bathroom scale. I’m just going to get a cheap one for now.

Project Me is again in full swing. Starting today blogging will be added to my Project Me plans. I also, it seems, need to find friends. I have some great friends but apparently I’m supposed to build myself a support system while I’m going through Project Me. My friends are great but most of them are incredibly busy and I know I need someone going through the journey with me.

I recently read Made to Crave and The Daniel Plan. Both of those books are spiritually based in my faith and both books were awesome, knowledgeable, and encouraging. I tried joining in an online bible study based on Made to Crave but it was too big and I felt lost trying to participate so I went it solo. I have been emailing with a friend who asked for extra support. So last night I was reading The Daniel Plan after I did my yoga and I was on the chapter about friends. I realized I don’t have the type of friends they are describing. I don’t have that close knit support system that most fitness/health based things I’ve read (Christian or not) say is vital to success. I tried to think about it last night and think about my Besties (who I would go to the ends of the Earth for) and realized that they have their own lives and their own challenges right now and none of them are embarking on a life change like this. While I have no doubt they would listen to me ramble on and on about it, I know they wouldn’t relate the same as someone who was going through it.

So I put that that aside and went to bed. I decided it wasn’t really that important and that I don’t really need the friends they were talking about in the books. I went to sleep and had weird dreams about being alone. It was kinda creepy, if we’re being honest here. Now, I have great people in my life and I don’t feel like I don’t have friends. Admittedly the closest people to me live out of state which makes it impossible to really be social so I don’t have a social life, but having a social life means time away from my kids and I don’t like that at all.

I wake up this morning and find the church email newsletter in my email. I’m reading through it an realize that Pastor has written about the need for friends. I believe someone is trying to tell me something.