Well, it's one way to lose weight...

My job is super stressful right now. To the point where I am nauseated and can't eat much. Pretzels and diet soda is about all I can manage. The thought of anything else makes my stomach gurgle, and not from hunger.

I think it will be like this for about one more week, and then should let up a little.

Things are conspirin' against me

I got to the gym on Monday, and so far have been thwarted by work from going again. Tuesday night I was there until 11:30 pm, so Wednesday morning was out. Was so busy I couldn't get out during the day, and then was there until 9:00 pm. Was too tired this morning to drag myself out, and was too busy during the day to get away, and then by the time I left, was exhausted. Tomorrow I have to be in at 8:30 am, and have meetings all day. Maybe tomorrow after work. It's going to be crazy busy like this for at least the next two weeks, too.

So frustrating, and just when I was getting into a routine. 

And, she's back

Project baby has officially ended. My fibroids. The precarious state of my marriage to a chronic depressive. My crazy-ass job. All have led to an appointment today to get back on the pill. I am over being sad about it, and will just feel relieved to not have to deal with heavy, heavy, insanely heavy monthly bleeding and the attendant restless leg squirminess and obsessive ice crunching because of anemia. 

So.

In the months that I was trying to become a baby mamma, my weight crept up slightly. Already before the holidays, I knew I needed to do something about it, but waited until after the trip to the in-laws to get serious.

Over the break, I read a book that a friend recommended, and have switched to a diet that I'm calling vegan when it makes sense to eat vegan. I've been at it for a couple of weeks, and so far so good.

I was vegan for a couple of years in the early nineties, and it was crazy hard back then. I've had no trouble eating at restaurants, or shopping in a regular grocery store. And the recipes in the vegan cookbooks are so much better now. Not about trying to fake it, but about making really good dishes that happen to not have any animal products in them.

Will I be a pain in the ass when I'm invited to someone's house with this vegan thing? No. I will eat what is served. Will it kill me if I eat something that has fish stock? No. If I decide that I want to go eat some smoked brisket, or sushi, will I feel guilty? No.

I started working out at a gym again. Taking it easy. Three times a week. Have been doing 30 minutes each visit for the last couple of weeks, but am bumping it up to 45 this week, and am feeling about ready to take a spinning class. Right now, I'm just doing cardio, since I'm trying to get my weight back down into the 150s. I'll eventually add some weight training, but don't want to do that while I am trying to lose. That will just lead to extreme frustration. 

I haven't done yoga in a million years. Want to get that back into the mix at least once a week, though I'm thinking it will probably have to be home practice, with an occasional visit on the weekend to a studio just to make sure I'm on track with form.

I've got to update my list of links. It looks like quite a few people I used to read are no longer at it.