Thursday, July 15, 2010

What a painful (literally) ordeal! (TMI Alert)

OK....  I'm writing this more so I can understand what just happened to me than anything else.

On Sunday  I decide to change up my diet and add loads more veggies to my diet.  I figure the timing is great because I'm starting to see a decline in stool production, so to speak. I'm hoping the additional fiber will help.  Monday goes by still heavy on the veggies going with stuff like chef's salad.

On Tuesday I had a little day trip to 6 Point Brewery in Brooklyn.  Fun.  I got to "sample" a few of their beers, including some of their high alcohol beers.  Afterwards, with a bit of a buzz going,  I checkout IKEA Brooklyn which was hardly a block away.  I had lunch there.  In keeping with my change of diet, I grab some grav lax and a salad instead of opting for my IKEA usual, which is of course the meatballs.  I do some shopping. (not much totalling $14)  I take the ferry back to Manhattan then the Path home.

Once I get home, I start feeling a bit queasy.  Not surprising since I did have a bit to drink earlier and maybe the Salmon at IKEA wasn't the freshest.  Something I did notice was the lack of the need to defecate.  So I start to self medicate and try some of that fiber in a glass of water stuff.  I think this is where I trip my self up.

Wednesday.  Still no results in the restroom.  No biggy.  It's happened before, but things always work out.  I make my self a salad with spinach, onions avocado with lime juice and EVOO.  And to help things out down there another glass of that fiber stuff. 

This is pretty much when my world of hurt starts.  That last glass, I shouldn't have had even the salad was a bad idea.

I think what happened to me is I was sealed off on both ends at this point.  The fiber liquid was so thick that the gas produced from digesting raw veggies had literally no where to go.  3 hrs after the ordeal started I had the good sense to call out of work the next day.  And thank God I did because I couldn't sleep until 4 in the morning.  And the sleep didn't come until I had evacuated orally no less than 3 times.  the last 2 times were nothing more than water and huge belches of air. 

The pain in my gut I went through simply shifting in bed was agonizing!  I live just 3 blocks from a hospital but I didn't want to chance walking over there, and I didn't want to call an ambulance either.

After the second time I threw up  I felt some relief. But as you might imagine,  I was dehydrated from the whole thing.  So I took small sips of water.  Everything seemed to be OK for a bit so I finished a glass. OMG. Another mistake leading to another 2 hours of pain and discomfort, till finally it all came out again. 

This time, as thirsty as I was,  I figured it be best to wait it out till the morning.

I woke up around 10 am.  I shifted from the position I was in, and ouch!  still there.  11 rolls by and I seem to be in the clear.  I get up. Do some Internet surfing and some texting.  I seem OK.  No hunger and no need to go to the bathroom still. Yet there is one sign of hope.  I fart around 12!!!  HOORAY FART.!!!

It's at this point where I decide that heading out of the house for a laxative is safe.  I do some errands.  which included having a meal which caused no pain. (naked chicken burrito) Well, no pain yet.

So, what did I learn.  I'm gonna cook my veggies.  Maybe that'll help with the digestion, and for God's sake,  I'll take the fiber with alot more water and a lot less often.

That's were I am.  I felt a bit weak when I was out there today. I don't think I'll be working out today.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Not so little, Never too late.

Not much today.  I what I was able to do is be deliberate about what I ate.  The truth is that I really didn't have much opportunity to eat, but when I did, I kept my goals in mind.  At "breakfast", which pretty much amounted to one hot dog,  I tossed the bun.  (Yeah, I know.  Really not much of a breakfast at all, thus the quotes)  I eliminated the simple carbs.  Dinner was a chef's salad.  More veggies, limited sugar and simple carbs.

I know those of you who know better, those of you who graze,  eat five small meals a day, and well balance meals at that might be thinking I'm being sophomoric about my diet but give me a break.  I haven't yet gotten into the habbit of preparing all five meals a day a week in advance!  I wanted to start today.  That's what I was able to do for myself today.  Just like Bob.  Baby Steps!

Another "baby step" I took over the weekend was switching from beer, to vodka and diet coke.  Yeah, yeah, yeah....  Laugh it up.  Look at me, the picture of health.  But I'll tell you this.  I actually felt better the next day and besides..... I've never heard of anyone with a "vodka belly"

Lastly....  When I got home this evening,  I was a bit tired and found it hard to motivate.  I thought to myself that I could hit the gym later, and being it was still light out, I thought I'd have time to grab a salad, let it digest, then head out. Such a moron.  It must've been 8pm when I ordered,  the salad got to me around 8:40.  Got done with the salad and some TV around 9:30.  Then it would take a half hour to get to the gym, which closes at 10pm. Frak!

I could've just said, there's always tomorrow.  Instead  I got my ass out of my favorite chair and took the dog out for a "run" around a dirt track in a nearby park.  I did a quarter mile lap, before I took my first walk break, then I decided to try something different for me.  I ran briskly for 200 meters then walked 200 meters and repeated that about 4 times then walked around a last 400 meters.  I called it quits after that 'cause the dog looked tired. 

One thing I would have like to do today was some light free weights but not bad for today.

Tomorrow is gonna prove challenging.  I've got a little work field trip planned to the 6 Points Brewery in Brooklyn.  Yes, beer.  I'm gonna be doin' a lot of "tasting" tomorrow.  So the plan is for me to get up mad early and hit the gym, then get home, shower and be off to meet my co-workers and head of to our little excursion.  I gotta be honest.  I don't think..... well... maybe.  We'll see.  I might even surprise myself.  I'll set the alarm and see what happens.

Nighty night all.

Friday, July 9, 2010

It's times like these that trip me up.

I've been blessed with an incredible amount of time for me to do whatever the hell I want.  But jeez! it feels like a curse.  I'm writing again so soon because I want to keep my head on strait.  The weather is perfect out side and it's driving me nuts.  I just wanna get a drink and act stupid!  God knows that everything has it's place, including acting stupid! Hell! It's fun!!!! But that's exactly where I get into trouble.  I DON'T GUIDE MY ENERGY!!!!

I've got dishes and laundry and house work.... huh. Well no wonder "stupid" wins out.
Beyond that, I could study for this exam that I have to take at the end of the month.  That would be more productive and a step towards a better life.  Otherwise,  I could pick up a pen and my guitar and actually write something, for God sake.  Or maybe this is just the time to meditate!  Get some practice in "holding my horses" 

Man...

I'm glad I stopped to write this.  As fun as "stupid" has been my entire adult life.  It's time to reel it in and go with "not-so-stupid".

Step One... Again. The follow up

OK

Half an hour on the tread mill.  5 minutes 14.5 incline, speed - 3.5, 8 minutes 14.5 incline, speed 4.2, 5 minutes incline 6.0 speed 5.3, 8 minutes 0 incline speed betwn 5.5-6, the rest cool down.,

I did 3 sets of flat bench at 135, 12, 10 then 6 reps. ( I'll try 3 sets of ten next time.)
3 sets of lat pull downs @ 115.  I think I did 12, 10 and 10.
Then I did 3 sets of seated leg presses @ 215 (shoulda pushed more)  15, 15, 15.

I kept the free weights nice and simple for fear of injury.  Besides, after the cardio, it seemed like enough.  I started feeling a little dizzy about 10 minutes after I left the gym but it didn't last long and now as I'm writing this I'm feeling the endorphines kick in.  Ahhhhhh.

Anyways...  who knows how long I can keep this all up with the work out and the writing?  One day at a time.  Right?!

Step One.... Again.

July 9, 2010 11:32 AM


Once again I fell into a rut of simply surviving. Doing the absolute minimum I need to get buy. It’s a freakin’ curse to be able to just get by without effort.

So, again, I start the climb back up out this freakin rut. The key has always been a physical one for me.

Step one: Simple enough. Get to Bally’s right now and do a half hour of cardio. (I got a great playlist on my IPod that’s perfect for working out.) After that I’m gonna do some free weights. Not much at first. I’ll stick with movements that use large muscle groups. Some bench presses, some lat pull downs, and some seated leg presses, all low weights of course. I’m thinkin’ that the cardio, I’ll do 5 days a week and the free weights, I’ll do 3 times a week for a bit, till I see my strength and stamina improving. Oh!! Almost forgot. I’ve really got to stretch. I’ve been feeling my age in my range of motion.

I had tried this workout dvd called “Insanity.” Can I tell ya? The sh!t was INSANE!!! There’s no way in my current condition that I could get through the 60 days without hurting myself; thus the “step one” above.

The other thing that I’m gonna incorporate into my routine is meditation. Why? Glad you asked.

I’ve always been a bit, rather a lot ADD (yes Attention Deficit Disorder, big surprise, huh.) The lack of concentration has always gotten me into trouble. It’s always been the root of my lack of discipline. My step one then is to meditate for short periods of time. I’ll start with 10 or 15 minutes a day, and work my way up. It’ll also help me get in touch my spiritual side which I’ve been severely neglecting.

One last thing is left. I’ve got to start eating better. I’ve always known how what I put into my body completely influences my ADD and my mood. This means less refined carbohydrates and lots more veggies. For now, I’m not messin’ with my fat/protein intake. I’m also gonna start taking my supplements again, just a multivitamin and SAM-e. The SAM-e seems to really help with my emotional well-being. I stopped taking it about 2 weeks ago when I ran out of the stuff. It might be a placebo effect or it might be legitimately helping my mood. Either way it’s helping me.

That’s enough talk. Time for action.