I have been a danger bug lately. I dropped my digital camera on the Saltillo tile the other evening. So far it seems to be okay, but it was a pretty good knock against a really hard surface. Then last night, I spilled diet lemonade into my laptop. At first I thought I got to it in time and there would be no repercussions. Then a few minutes later, my laptop went absolutely nuts! So I turned it off, dried it out, pulled up all the keys and cleaned out under them, waited an hour before turning it on again, but there are still some quirks. It really sucks.
Periodically, I go through these phases where I hurt myself. Lately, I seem to be going through a slightly different phase, where I am hurting the things I use every day.
Yesterday I did my walking, although slower than usual, because I was surprisingly sore from the Belly Dancing class. I also ran about a million errands. In addition to going to the gym, I put something in the mail for my brother, went to the bank, Hudson's, Ross Dress for Less, and Target twice. I found some decent exercise duds on clearance at Target and was surprised when most of the XXLs were too big. I had to exchange the bottoms for L and the tank tops for XL, but the shirts were a different story. I am not comfortable with all this form fitting business, especially at my current size. But I decided that it was time that I dressed a little better for the gym, since I wear almost nothing other than t-shirts and shorts or leggings lately. I have oodles of super cute duds, but they are all way too small.
I ordered a book about Living with Autoimmune Disease, written by the same woman who wrote the
Thyroid Diet book. Maybe I can figure out a way to adjust my metabolism. I can dream anyway! Actually I was thinking about talking to my doctor about adding a small amount of Cytomel to my daily regimen. Anyone else who worked out as often as I do and ate as well as I do, would lose weight. I quit dieting, because I was cutting my calories back too much and it had consequences. I no longer count calories, but I always try to make my calories count. I cheat and eat something sweet once a week, usually when we go out on the weekends. On a day to day basis, I avoid sugar and try to eat low GI foods and take my vitamins.
Anyway, I woke up early this morning and started cleaning my closet. I found some things I had misplaced or had gotten buried under the debris and I started a load of laundry. Gigi comes today to clean, so I tried to get some of the major obstacles out of her way. I will head out in a little while to walk and run errands.