Friday, February 25, 2011

Project Hawaii

I don't have a lot to report, but there is progress being made! The scale is not necessarily moving; however, my size 16 pants are saggy in the butt and big in the waist. Woo hoo! Problem is, I don't really have any stop-gap 14s, and I don't really want to buy any. So I'll probably wear the saggy butt ones until I make a little more progress.

I DID try on a pair of my size 12 cords yesterday. I got them up. I got them fastened without a struggle. However, the muffin top created by buttoning the pants was too big to be hidden by anything short of a mu-mu. So... more progress to be made before I can consider wearing any 12s.

I've been doing well with the treadmill... getting on it at least 5 of 7 days of the week. And I started a Saturday morning Zumba class last week. Fun!

We leave for Hawaii exactly four months from this past Wednesday...

Frankenfoot

I'm not sure what the rest of my body ever did to piss off my left foot (aka Frankenfoot), but it has always been the unruly child in this conglomeration of body parts.

When my feet are sore, it's the left foot that is always more sore. When I have a plantar faciitis flare-up, it's always been the left foot. The cyst and bone spur surgery was the left foot. And now, a new development. With the left foot.

I went to the podiatrist yesterday [I thought] to have new orthodics molded. The ones I have are at least ten years old and, while they are in good shape, my feet have been almost constantly achy lately, so I thought maybe a new set would be a good idea. Dr. G agreed, but he was more interested in the foot aches and pains I was having.

He started poking and prodding and then pinching and manipulating the joints at the bases of the toes on my left foot. And OMG! When he got to the joint at the base of my "ring toe," it HURT! The middle toe wasn't overly comfortable, either, and it felt like something was moving around in there... but that ring toe... OUCH!

So what is it now? He thought it could be a neuroma...

From www.mayoclinic.com:

"Morton's neuroma is a painful condition that affects the ball of your foot, most commonly the area between your third and fourth toes. Morton's neuroma may feel as if you are standing on a pebble in your shoe or on a fold in your sock. [It] involves a thickening of the tissue around one of the nerves leading to your toes. In some cases, Morton's neuroma causes a sharp, burning pain in the ball of your foot. Your toes also may sting, burn or feel numb. [It] may occur in response to irritation, injury or pressure. Common treatments for Morton's neuroma include changing footwear or using arch supports. Sometimes corticosteroid injections or surgery may be necessary."

Seriously?!

So, off I went to get an x-ray. Nothing showed up on the x-ray, but Dr. G said that doesn't necessarily mean there's nothing there. Great. He said it could also be just an inflammation of the joint. I'm voting for that one. Although, doesn't that generally mean arthritis? I'm not even 40 for goodness sake.

The good news is that I don't have any pain... I didn't even know there was a problem until he squeezed the area. I don't feel like I have a pebble in my shoe. The balls of my feet don't really hurt unless I wear uncomfortable strappy shoes (and that happens extremely rarely and is really just a result of wearing uncomfortable strappy shoes).

So. Long story short, I'm going to have new orthodics made, and he's going to add some kind of cushioning in the insert right where the ball of the foot meets the arch. This will apparently relieve pressure on the nerve in question. And we'll see if that makes a difference.

I have no restrictions in the meantime, which is good because I'm doing really well with the exercising! But that's for another post...

Thursday, February 24, 2011

It's a small world afterall

Monday afternoon we were at a restaurant celebrating Keeper Boy's hockey team's tournament championship with several other families from the team. We have many interesting occupations among the parents of Keeper Boy's teammates, including a seemingly high number of attorneys. But I digress. The two dads who star in this story are a professional athlete and a commercial airline pilot.

Conversation turned to where Athlete would be performing this weekend; the answer being the Northwest U.S. He stated that he was flying out to Seattle on Thursday (yesterday). To which Pilot responded, I think I'm flying to Seattle later this week. (It had already been established that Athlete mostly flies the airline for which Pilot works.)

They both pulled out their phones to check their calendars. Turns out it was the same flight! What are the chances? Pilot would be flying Athlete to Seattle. Pilot told Athlete to be sure to stop by and say hi. I'm not sure how that works exactly since I believe the cockpit door is now closed and locked before passengers ever get on board a flight. And I don't think attendants take too kindly to people pounding on the cockpit door just to say hi.

Anyway, I haven't talked to either of them to see if Pilot really did fly Athlete to Seattle. I'll have to ask Mrs. Athlete at the hockey game on Saturday...

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Open Letter...

Dear February -

March isn't really all that, so while I'm sure March is flattered by your imitation of the whole "in like a lion" thing, I submit that it's completely unnecessary. I would even go so far as to say that your wind is ridiculous. If you feel the need to imitate March so badly, I would prefer the "out like a lamb" portion of the program.

Thanks so much!

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

And they're off...

Well, they've been off for a few weeks...

Mom and Dad successfully departed from Dulles on January 28 despite all the snow we'd had just prior. In fact, their car was, until late last week, parked in our neighbor's driveway because there were mounds of snow on the street in front of our house.

We heard from them on February 4, when they were in Honolulu. They called to wish Keeper Boy a happy entrance into his teenage years, and reported that they were having a great time. Mom was sick on Day 2 as apparently the seas were rough, but had been fine since.

I heard from them again on February 6 when they had apparently been able to access their email successfully for the first time. I haven't heard from them since.

In following along on their itinerary, I believe they are in Auckland, New Zealand today and will arrive in Sydney, Australia on Monday. So awesome!

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In other travel news, we booked our airfare to Hawaii for this summer! Woo hoo!

Project Hawaii

Last night I saw a photo of myself that was taken at a cocktail party on Saturday evening. Ouch. I don't see myself as that big when I look in the mirror...

So the update is this: I haven't really lost any weight (the scale waivers up and down within the same two or three pound range whenever I get on it). However, I have noticed that my pants are fitting a little better and, in some cases, a little looser. Maybe I am making some progress...

I have been very good about getting on the treadmill each day. I think Sunday was the first day I've taken off in a couple weeks. I'm not being so regular about the Shake Weight, but I do use it.

I recently discovered there is a "gym" (and locker room) downstairs at work. I use the term loosely, as it consists of two treadmills and a set of hand weights. But hey... most of what I'm doing is on the treadmill, anyway. I brought my workout clothes today intending to go down there at "lunch" and do today's workout. I forgot I had lunch plans, though. So I'll get on the treadmill tonight.

I suppose I could amp things up and get on the treadmill both at work and at home some days... we'll see.

As far as the eating... I'm doing okay. I'm not snacking much, which is good. I could probably be making better choices as far as what I eat. For example, I eat tomato soup for lunch most days. But it's probably high in sodium, which means water retention. I do buy the lower sodium tomato soup, though.

All that to say, there is progress being made. Slowly. But progress nonetheless.