Fitness Fellowship: Week Six
Feb. 12th, 2019 07:13 pmHey, friends: How was the last week for you? Did you make any new fitness goals? Abandon any old ones? Have you been holding steady or struggling?
As always, you're welcome to join us at any time. No goal is insignificant. If you have something you want to do to help yourself be fitter, by whatever definition applies, please let us know. We're here to share.
Ugh. I gained weight this week, though some of that's hormonal (menopause can suck rocks), and while I was still good about food, we did celebrate my mother's and T's birthdays on Saturday, for which I made a vegan cake for myself and had some, and then we had Indian food last night (and more cake) and again tonight (leftovers).
But the real problem is that I didn't get any extra exercise this week. I made my steps goals several days of the week, but I didn't go out and walk or hit the treadmill or bike or ANYthing. And I knew I was being lazy and couldn't seem to motivate myself regardless.
Part of my lack of motivation was engendered by a lack of energy, and that was likely caused, in part, by getting less sleep. I had a couple of nights of semi-insomnia, probably caused by hormones (seriously, menopause is the worst), but I also had at least two nights when I should've gone to bed but was reading a book too compelling to put down. I know better. I KNOW that I have to stick to my sleep schedule. But I didn't, and so, I suffered the tiredness.
I did try to meditate at least once, with limited success.
Basically, the week was a wash, largely because I didn't try hard enough. Have to do better.
So, the week ahead: Stick to my food plan, exercise at least three times, GO TO BED like a grown-up, and meditate at least once.
And I was doing so well, too... *sighs*
Until next time, friends, wishing you the achievement of your goals.
As always, you're welcome to join us at any time. No goal is insignificant. If you have something you want to do to help yourself be fitter, by whatever definition applies, please let us know. We're here to share.
Ugh. I gained weight this week, though some of that's hormonal (menopause can suck rocks), and while I was still good about food, we did celebrate my mother's and T's birthdays on Saturday, for which I made a vegan cake for myself and had some, and then we had Indian food last night (and more cake) and again tonight (leftovers).
But the real problem is that I didn't get any extra exercise this week. I made my steps goals several days of the week, but I didn't go out and walk or hit the treadmill or bike or ANYthing. And I knew I was being lazy and couldn't seem to motivate myself regardless.
Part of my lack of motivation was engendered by a lack of energy, and that was likely caused, in part, by getting less sleep. I had a couple of nights of semi-insomnia, probably caused by hormones (seriously, menopause is the worst), but I also had at least two nights when I should've gone to bed but was reading a book too compelling to put down. I know better. I KNOW that I have to stick to my sleep schedule. But I didn't, and so, I suffered the tiredness.
I did try to meditate at least once, with limited success.
Basically, the week was a wash, largely because I didn't try hard enough. Have to do better.
So, the week ahead: Stick to my food plan, exercise at least three times, GO TO BED like a grown-up, and meditate at least once.
And I was doing so well, too... *sighs*
Until next time, friends, wishing you the achievement of your goals.
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Date: Wednesday, 13 February 2019 11:19 pm (UTC)I'm sorry you're suffering stress and anxiety, and I am also sorry to hear about the postdoc rejection. Academia is hard, and I admire anyone who keeps hacking away at it. I finished my PhD in English and stayed with the high school teaching I took up to fund completing my degree and then fell in love with, but I have friends in the uni trenches, and I'm always impressed by their immense stubbornness because it does seem like the institutions themselves, collectively and individually, are trying their damnedest to make it impossible for people to function within them.
Anyway, I appreciate your kind words of support and encouragement, and I hope you'll accept my virtual *hugs* and whatever choice of comforting beverage you prefer. As my dad used to say, don't let the bastards grind you down. (Of course, he always said it in bowdlerized Latin, but still... ;-)