good days and bad days

i know i have been really bad about posting lately, so many apologies for that.  not that much has been going on, but the exercising has been absolutely awesome.  after the workouts, i feel outstanding.  after the shots there are some weeks that feel incredible.  other weeks was like this past weekend.  but a lot of it may have been my own fault.  doing too much.

the day started well.  with me going to the gym and having a really nice workout... bursting the bubble so to speak.  trying a little harder than i should to give me an edge.  i got home to change and get ready for the rest of the day..  i gave myself the avonex shot of the week, in the right leg... and it just felt a lot easier going in.  i assumed it was as a result of the muscles being a lot closer to the edge and made the shot easier and less stressful on the body.  we then went and did some errands, went to the casino to test our luck (on a whole $5)and then went to the gasparilla expo.  we walked around the expo a few times,  running into a couple of friends, which was as always a great thing.  i did really well there, and did not stall out at all. we went to lunch at what used to be one of our favorite places - pf changs.  we got what we always get.... food and service was horrible.  i never usually stiff the waiter, but taking 20 minutes to get a refill on soda seemed excessive.  we then headed to the vulcan convention.  we walked around for a bit, again, i felt good.

saturday came and i woke up with the most horrible pain in the worst way.  i could barely move.  it took an effort to just get from the bed to the bathroom -- maybe 50 feet.  i sent dave off to the convention with a promise to get back home with goodies.  i thought that sleep would be best.  unfortunately, i could not get enough of it at any one given shot.  maybe 20 minutes at a time.  dave came home with sandwiches and canolis.  i could not even eat.  everything was an effort.  dave went back to hang out with folks dinner.  by the time 10 pm came i got nervy.  the pain was horrible.  i can't even describe it.   i almost was going to have dave bring me to the er, but judging by plant city standards, it was going to be horrible.

i woke up sunday as a new person.  i was a bit rebooted.  i went to the con feeling good and moving fairly well. everyone said dave seemed a little lost alone.    today is even better. i feel like a new person.  let us hope this lasts... lessons learned.  the shot was too early, wrong leg.... keep it simple silly.  i think i did "push it" a little too much.

exercise update

i have been going to the anytime fitness regularly since joining.  feel amazing after workouts.  getting back to the point where i can do a little more each time.  wish that my appetite would increase, tho.  lost a ton of weight that i really did not need to.  i must say the road back looks lots clearer.   i think goals will be able to be obtained soon. it is so nice to go, especially since I can now to a point, and i have missed it so.  it really feels like a part of my life is back.

i almost said "adios" to the volunteer gig. Dave is right that they just want to take advantage of me; it just is really tough to say "no".  Its almost like they depend on me to be here.  If i was getting paid, it would be one thing; not getting paid is another.  Or if I was getting something more than a thank you.  They are planning an event, and I could do the whole thing blind folded.  i had a folder with ideas, and they used everyone of them.  Did the big chiefs acknowledge that i thought of stuff they did not?  Shows to me that I cannot have stuff laying out that they look at.  Oh, well, live and learn.

We are 30 days from the Regional Summit, and it just doesn't seem that a ton of folks will be coming.  We are going since a bunch of crew members have either national and/or regional positions.  I know for a fact we are disappearing for a couple of hours Saturday afternoon/evening to go to the MS Walk in Tampa.  Somehow it is a little more important to us.  I hate asking, but let me know if you need the link to donate.  Every dollar counts.  I wish I was able to donate more myself.....

quick dave update:  he is doing okay, though sleeping lots.  he had lost more weight, but i think its mostly water weight.  wish he could go with me to the gym....  it would just do him so much good..... mentally and physically.