Have come to the conclusion that I will need some more time to recover from this illness. Meanwhile I have lost momentum for PCP and it will take me a while to ramp up again. My schedule between now and Christmas is just nuts and the workouts are getting tougher and ramping up more.
It will be silly for me to try to play catch up. So I have made a decision to draw a line in the sand right here.
I weighed in at 67.8kg today which is 16 kg lighter than when I started in June and 5 kg lighter than when I finished PCP. This was my goal for this second round so I am finishing at a good point. I am much fitter, happier and in control of my eating now. I also have the skills and information to maintain this.
Sure I could still stand to lose a few more kgs but my plan is to maintain where I am now and then in the new year look at doing something like the six week chisel to put myself in peak condition.
When I am back on my feet, I plan on skipping daily before breakfast and watching my diet. The food side has really been ingrained now and I know what I can eat to be happy and healthy. Then I can workout a few times a week using the maintenance sheets which do appeal to me.
It is much harder to do the full PCP schedule on your own without the daily blogs of others in your group. It isn't the same with your nose pressed up on the glass of another group that doesn't include you.
So this is me signing off.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Day 62 - Another day, another box of tissues
The snot monster continues... seems to be no end of the gunk coming out of my respiratory system. But as they say, better out than in.
Feeling loads better though. Might be up to skipping again by the weekend or earlier I hope. Been doing lots of walking and am not wheezing up hills anymore.
Feeling loads better though. Might be up to skipping again by the weekend or earlier I hope. Been doing lots of walking and am not wheezing up hills anymore.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Day 61 - D'oh
Figured out today that I have only been taking half my dose of antibiotics. Supposed to be taking two tabs but had only been taking one. Fixed that from this morning and had an extra dose at lunch.
Sadly though, I think I have an additional sinus infection given the state of the kleenex after a good blow. It was shocking this morning in terms of colour and quantity (TMI?) but now this evening it seems to have decreased significantly. Perhaps due to the antibiotics finally kicking in.
I feel like my head is just one big giant coldsore. Haven't had a coldsore for ages and so the buggers have probably just been saving themselves for this time when my immunity is low and have gone to town on my mouth and nose. Inside my nose too and they bloody hurt. I wish Zovirax made a face wash so I could get them all in one go. I am most worried about giving the virus to Max. Nobody should have to endure the life-sentence of coldsores if they don't have to.
Am really getting antsy about skipping. I really want to do it again but I was winded pushing Max up a hill today so I am no-where near well enough yet. So I am sitting on my hands, eating healthy, drinking lots of fluids and resting when I can.
Not really worried about PCP progress at the moment as I just really need to get well. I can pick up PCP again anytime.
God I sound whiney!! Ignore me!!
Sadly though, I think I have an additional sinus infection given the state of the kleenex after a good blow. It was shocking this morning in terms of colour and quantity (TMI?) but now this evening it seems to have decreased significantly. Perhaps due to the antibiotics finally kicking in.
I feel like my head is just one big giant coldsore. Haven't had a coldsore for ages and so the buggers have probably just been saving themselves for this time when my immunity is low and have gone to town on my mouth and nose. Inside my nose too and they bloody hurt. I wish Zovirax made a face wash so I could get them all in one go. I am most worried about giving the virus to Max. Nobody should have to endure the life-sentence of coldsores if they don't have to.
Am really getting antsy about skipping. I really want to do it again but I was winded pushing Max up a hill today so I am no-where near well enough yet. So I am sitting on my hands, eating healthy, drinking lots of fluids and resting when I can.
Not really worried about PCP progress at the moment as I just really need to get well. I can pick up PCP again anytime.
God I sound whiney!! Ignore me!!
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Day 60 - Still recovering
No wheezing today but still lots of coughing, rattling phlegm and snot. Charming!!
So no cardio for me at all. Went out to Ginza for a look around and wasn't too short of breath so I think I have turned the corner. I don't want to risk any skipping just yet but I am kinda missing it all.
So no cardio for me at all. Went out to Ginza for a look around and wasn't too short of breath so I think I have turned the corner. I don't want to risk any skipping just yet but I am kinda missing it all.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Day 59 - On the mend
Meds seem to have kicked in well. Am feeling much better today but have still a ways to go. Had a few wheezing sessions throughout the day but nothing like the other night. Biggest milestone of the day is that both my ears can pop and no fever for over 24 hours.
So, took the plunge and pushed the stroller to Yoyogi park which is about a 20 minute easy walk and then includes a hill into the park itself. Was winded after the hill but recovered OK.
Managed to do a bit of hooping for the filming of the World Hoop Day collaborative video. I couldn't miss out as I was dressed for the part and looked like a total loon/tripper/circus freak. I never miss a good dress up. Fortunately, hooping is low impact and not cardio for me any more so I was OK. I kept my hooping sessions short but I still had a heap of fun and it was great to be out in the sun with all the park folk.
No skipping or workout but I might give 8MA a go later on.
So, took the plunge and pushed the stroller to Yoyogi park which is about a 20 minute easy walk and then includes a hill into the park itself. Was winded after the hill but recovered OK.
Managed to do a bit of hooping for the filming of the World Hoop Day collaborative video. I couldn't miss out as I was dressed for the part and looked like a total loon/tripper/circus freak. I never miss a good dress up. Fortunately, hooping is low impact and not cardio for me any more so I was OK. I kept my hooping sessions short but I still had a heap of fun and it was great to be out in the sun with all the park folk.
No skipping or workout but I might give 8MA a go later on.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Day 58 - Out of hospital
So the cold that I got yesterday quickly deteriorated into a nasty, nasty chest infection that caused an acute asthma attack. I have never really had asthma before. Late last night I conceded that I probably needed a doctor as I was unable to draw breath without significant effort and pain. Steaming my head over a bowl of hot water and vicks was doing nothing and I was fatigued, feverish and aching.
I guess I was then starting to panic as I was on my own with Max asleep in his bed and praying for him not to wake up as I was doubtful as to my abilities to care for him in my current state. I called my doctor on his mobile and was barely able to speak between the wheezing and tears. He said that I needed to go to hospital and to call an ambulance. I called Hubbilicious to come home from work immediately and then I called my Big Brother. Big brother made it first and he set about finding the nearest on-call hospital (in Japan the hospitals are usually quite small and rotate after-hours availability) and then talking to the staff about my condition.
Hubbilicious made it home shortly afterwards and he took over baby duties while Big Brother walked me to the nearest hospital - which, fortunately, turned out to be only about 500 metres away thus negating the need for an ambulance. I huffed and puffed and wheezed my way to the hospital which was really difficult. I am pretty fit these days and to be suddenly struck down like this was hard to deal with. Hospital doctor gave me some nebulizer treatment and some fever meds to take if my fever got any worse. She didn't want to give me anything stronger as I am still breastfeeding. It was fine with me as I just wanted to get through the night and to see my own doctor the next day.
Fever spiked at 38.5oC but I didn't take the fever meds as I didn't want to eat anything and the fever meds had to be taken with food. So I dropped a couple of Panadol and that brought down the fever enough to get a bit of sleep. So this was the second night with very minimal sleep. I was starting to get psychotic by this stage. Max slept well until he did his usual thing of needing to be attached to my boob from 4am and then he was a bit restless too.
This morning I dropped Max at day care (I love daycare!!) and went to see my own doctor. Came away with a fistful of medicine suitable for breastfeeding. Went straight home and slept the rest of the day. So needless to say, no skipping for me for a while and no workouts. I need to take it easy. I feel a bit better now after the sleep but I still get winded walking up just a few stairs. Shows how much junk is still floating around my lungs.
It is weird though, as I was in such a dilemma last night about whether I needed a doctor or not. I debated with myself for ages. Why is that? In my feverish state, I thought that if I could just get some sleep, it would all be fine in the morning - talk about denial!! I guess I have always been really lucky with my health and have only just had the usual coughs and colds. I have never wanted to be one of those people who run to the doctor for just a sniffle and I am against the misuse and over reliance on antibiotics and other medicines. I rarely take anything and try to always eat well and let my nutrition take care of my vitamin needs etc.
But in this case, I am actually sick, legitimately so. I need to take antibiotics. I tried to refuse them at the doctors today but he insisted saying that this is NOT a virus but a bacterial one. He said he could tell as it came on so suddenly. So I will take the full course of my medicines like a good patient, rest as much as I can and drink plenty of fluids. I should recover in a week or so but I am still sicker than I have been in as long a time as I can remember.
Thank goodness for day care and husbands and brothers and doctors. It just reminds me that help is out there if I ask for it. I should stop trying to do everything for everybody else and let people do stuff for me when I need it.
I guess I was then starting to panic as I was on my own with Max asleep in his bed and praying for him not to wake up as I was doubtful as to my abilities to care for him in my current state. I called my doctor on his mobile and was barely able to speak between the wheezing and tears. He said that I needed to go to hospital and to call an ambulance. I called Hubbilicious to come home from work immediately and then I called my Big Brother. Big brother made it first and he set about finding the nearest on-call hospital (in Japan the hospitals are usually quite small and rotate after-hours availability) and then talking to the staff about my condition.
Hubbilicious made it home shortly afterwards and he took over baby duties while Big Brother walked me to the nearest hospital - which, fortunately, turned out to be only about 500 metres away thus negating the need for an ambulance. I huffed and puffed and wheezed my way to the hospital which was really difficult. I am pretty fit these days and to be suddenly struck down like this was hard to deal with. Hospital doctor gave me some nebulizer treatment and some fever meds to take if my fever got any worse. She didn't want to give me anything stronger as I am still breastfeeding. It was fine with me as I just wanted to get through the night and to see my own doctor the next day.
Fever spiked at 38.5oC but I didn't take the fever meds as I didn't want to eat anything and the fever meds had to be taken with food. So I dropped a couple of Panadol and that brought down the fever enough to get a bit of sleep. So this was the second night with very minimal sleep. I was starting to get psychotic by this stage. Max slept well until he did his usual thing of needing to be attached to my boob from 4am and then he was a bit restless too.
This morning I dropped Max at day care (I love daycare!!) and went to see my own doctor. Came away with a fistful of medicine suitable for breastfeeding. Went straight home and slept the rest of the day. So needless to say, no skipping for me for a while and no workouts. I need to take it easy. I feel a bit better now after the sleep but I still get winded walking up just a few stairs. Shows how much junk is still floating around my lungs.
It is weird though, as I was in such a dilemma last night about whether I needed a doctor or not. I debated with myself for ages. Why is that? In my feverish state, I thought that if I could just get some sleep, it would all be fine in the morning - talk about denial!! I guess I have always been really lucky with my health and have only just had the usual coughs and colds. I have never wanted to be one of those people who run to the doctor for just a sniffle and I am against the misuse and over reliance on antibiotics and other medicines. I rarely take anything and try to always eat well and let my nutrition take care of my vitamin needs etc.
But in this case, I am actually sick, legitimately so. I need to take antibiotics. I tried to refuse them at the doctors today but he insisted saying that this is NOT a virus but a bacterial one. He said he could tell as it came on so suddenly. So I will take the full course of my medicines like a good patient, rest as much as I can and drink plenty of fluids. I should recover in a week or so but I am still sicker than I have been in as long a time as I can remember.
Thank goodness for day care and husbands and brothers and doctors. It just reminds me that help is out there if I ask for it. I should stop trying to do everything for everybody else and let people do stuff for me when I need it.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Day 57 - Hit by a truck
Feels like it anyway. Cold has progressed into a horrid anthrax like flu.
Got zero sleep as my cough was like a dog barking or croup. But only babies get croup right? Plus nose is alternating between dripping like a broken tap and completely stuffed up.
So, no skipping or workout of any sort will be attempted. Am at work at the moment, but I think I may leave very soon before I collapse under my desk.
Got zero sleep as my cough was like a dog barking or croup. But only babies get croup right? Plus nose is alternating between dripping like a broken tap and completely stuffed up.
So, no skipping or workout of any sort will be attempted. Am at work at the moment, but I think I may leave very soon before I collapse under my desk.
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