Out of Balance
I realize I haven’t blogged in a while, and I think today I diagnosed something of the malaise I’ve been feeling - I feel like right now my life is a little out of balance. Some of it is good, some bad, some just neutral, but things aren’t humming along like they had been and I’ve been feeling it for the last month or so. At any rate, lots to update, so fair warning this’ll be a long post.
Today, as I have for the last several days, I’m nursing a low-grade cold. Just annoying enough to make me lethargic and spacy and sniffly and stuffy, but not bad enough to really be an ass-kicker. I thought that perhaps I could skydive yesterday, but after doing one jump, I came down and had one ear completely stopped up. Fortunately, there was no pain, but I know enough to know not to mess around with sinuses that won’t clear. The rapid pressure changes are not kind to clogged sinuses.
Turns out I had a small problem with my slider (for the non-skydivers - it’s a piece of fabric that slides down the lines on opening that both organizes and manages the speed of the opening). There’s a bit of a tear in it - small now, but with the amount of stress put on it, a small problem could become big and lead to bad and/or painful openings - not a good thing. Since I only have 40 jumps on this canopy, it seems that it’s a manufacturing problem since normal wear and tear definitely wouldn’t occur this early. I’ve contacted the manufacturer in hopes that they’ll make and send me a new one this week; since they’re known for standing by their products, I have little doubt that’ll happen.
In the last few weeks, I’ve been jumping fairly often, spent a couple days at the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival, dodged jury duty (not as bad as it sounds since they just didn’t need any jurors that day), had my parents in town for a few days, saw Wicked with them and Sean (fantastic, btw!), and of course, have been working.
Work’s been somewhat unsatisfying of late; I really at some point must figure out what I want to be when I grow up; failing that, I just want to have a little bit more certainty on my next project.
I’m still working out regularly but am finding it harder to stay motivated, especially now that the visible progress is slowing. The scale hasn’t budged (other than bumping up and down within about a 3-4 pound range) for a couple months now, though I guess I’ve noticed some clothes getting looser; I’m still in a bit of a plateau. And plateaus happen, I just happen to be frustrated with the one I’m in right now.
Of course I’ve been less thoughtful about food recently, too, and that certainly isn’t helping. As always it’s hard for me to find the balance between forgiving myself and kicking my own ass. I think I need to make a few things happen - 1) refocus my energy on good eating more of the time and 2) find another fun option for working out. I’m considering boxing/kickboxing workouts, or maybe trying this place. Problem with the latter is that it is hard for me to see myself as fitting in to group exercise settings.
But I will force myself to get used to that idea soon, as Noah says that he thinks I’m ready to try his boot camp classes within a month or two (same type of exercise I’ve been doing but in a group setting). I’m excited about that because it means I’ve made a lot of progress on my fitness, and it will free up quite a bit of money in the budget since the classes are a better bargain than 1:1 training. I’ll have to get up earlier for the 6:15 class, but it’ll be nice to be able to get to work earlier without having to really rush like I do now with my 7:00 sessions.
And though I’ve interacted with some of the boot campers (since their class ends right before my sessions) and they all seem pretty cool and down to earth, I still don’t want to do boot camp till I’m sure that I can be at least somewhere in the middle of the pack rather than dragging behind. I trust Noah to tell me that at the right time; he’s got more business than he can handle right now so there will quickly be someone to fill my slot in personal training.
So that’s pretty much it … Franklin’s still trucking along, happy as can be to be an only cat. Took him in for his annual checkup and rabies shot, and the vet pronounced him totally healthy (not that I’d seen any changes that warranted worry, but after all Daisy went through, it’s a relief to have a healthy kitty). At 16.2 lbs he’s still in the healthy weight range, and I’ll work to keep him active so that he stays healthy. For his frame, he’s still pretty slim.