Current Happenings

Plains & Pastures Bike Tour (2013)

I'm so proud to live here! Fredericton folks are just AMAZING!!!  Thank you one and all!!  My team raised over $2000.  The support was humbling.  What a great place to be!!!

Mind you, the journey isn't about me - it's about people who fight this horrible disease on a daily basis.  If you're reading this now, I hope you'll come back and sponsor me in the ride next time. 


Bike for Breath

Many thanks to everyone and their generosity.  The amazing people in my life supported me to the tune of $377.  Some days it is just great to be here!   (Fall 2012)


Bruises from falling off bandwagons

Stress is huge.  I read somewhere it doesn’t even have to be all that important.  It’s your perception of it that determines your stress response.  Sigh.  So that means this is all in my head?  Short answer = yes.  Double sigh.

This whole summer has been a struggle on the weight loss frontier.  Water balance in the heat was an issue, but the “I don’t care” bug landed a few times as well.  All in all, I figured I was doing pretty good to keep active and not gain a whole pile of weight back.  

I know my personal signs of stress fairly well when they hit me in the face.  I get breakout spots in my hair, dry skin on my face and my hands start peeling.  These have all been happening to some degree all summer long.  I thought I was doing better, at least mentally.   I’m doing a better job of getting to bed on time & getting a good night sleep.

However, I had a telltale epiphany yesterday.  I woke up in the middle of the night with leg & foot cramps.  This is nothing new.  The freaky part wasn’t “oh another cramp” but rather my first thought being “Oh no.... should I be at work?”.  When I opened my eyes it was still pitch dark out and it took a couple seconds of confusion to realize what was happening in my legs.  

Why am I stressing about work in the middle of the night?  Well, my guess would be that it was the last thing I was stressing about before I went to bed.  Things have been tense lately with impossible deadlines and sheer foolishness to stick with them.  Add this to bureaucracy which annoys me anyways, and the combo makes me want to scream.  

Combine this with my husband’s impending unemployment in a couple months and I’m not doing as well as hoped.  The scales show the struggles.  I can take heart and know that I’m certainly not eating enough to gain 8 pounds of actual weight (fat) in the last week.  

It’s pretty clear that I’m not in any sort of balance.  Time to grab the bull by the horns again.  Summer’s over & biking season is nearly done.  I need to get back into the weight room for resistance training.  I’m done nursing all these bruises from falling off the bandwagon.  Done.  Done.  Done. 

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