Well, actually, I am at work. But I am doing my best to have fun. I have 80's rock banging away in my headphones as I try to push up productivity. We are having a potluck in a little while - I ordered in crab Rangoon and egg rolls as my contribution - yea, working hard. :)
As for the healthy thing, yesterday I was too busy to workout. Those are words I hate, but I am going to make up for it tonight and tomorrow. Tonight it's time to mow, originally planned for tomorrow, but with the heat index going over 100 again, uh no. Instead I will do the yard tonight and believe me, it's a workout!
Tomorrow it's a workout with my mom. She wanted to try kick-boxing with me leading the way tonight, but instead it's going to be golf for her. I am very proud of her by the way. She has joined the YMCA Healthy Living Center as part of the Livestrong program. It helps cancer survivors and patients become healthier to help ward off the chance of recurrence. Mom is several years past Ovarian cancer now, but anyone who has had that has a better chance of breast cancer and vice versa. So, I am happy she is grabbing this opportunity - I have no intention of losing her anytime soon.
Mom and I will beat the heavy bag tomorrow afternoon. I plan to put in a swim before we meet up. Then I will be 'caught up' on my workouts for the week. That's the key you know. If life gets in the way, be flexible, make a plan and follow through. I'm proud that I am able to do that.
Well, I better go, fried food will be here soon to share with my co-workers. I know, "Bad Kate!" But really, anything in moderation.
Yours in Health,
Kate
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Friday, July 16, 2010
Friday, January 16, 2009
I do NOT Have Cancer
That's right. I went to the Mayo Clinic (thanks to my parents and decent insurance) earlier this week and I do NOT have cancer. I hope to have time tomorrow to go into detail, but I wanted to get this posted first chance I got. (Two days after my return, I am way too flippin' busy.)
Yours in transition, Kate
Yours in transition, Kate
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Old Junk and New Resolve
Yesterday it looked like Donutland and a candy store exploded on the break room table. I gave in to all of my worst urges and ate plenty of it. However, it was with full knowledge that tomorrow is H-Day - Health Day.
It's back to best practices - 1. Eat better. 2. Exercise. 3. Think positively.
The breakdown:
1. I will have Lori's support and with the whole family doing the Biggest Loser contest, I will have help there too. Plus, I have been pretty public with this contest at work - I am hoping people will call me on it if they see me grazing at that evil back table.
2. I am going to start back up slowly at home. Once I have committed and done it on my own for a couple of weeks, I am going back to the gym. I am also adding trainer Traci back into the mix. With my knee being the way it is, I am struggling with what to do. I know swimming is an option, but it is also a pain in the butt. I tried getting a cap to keep my hair dry, but it doesn't work. I will just have to suck it up at some point or just swim on weekends when I have more time to get cleaned up. Another big problem I face there is I have grown out of my swim suit, so that may wait.
If anyone has cardio ideas that don't involve using my knee or getting wet, let me know.
3. This is the one I struggled with, even when I was in full-on healthy mode. Once you have been obese, you always feel like the fat girl. When you stagnate in the weight loss process, you beat yourself up. If you falter and overeat or, in my case, binge - you mentally tailspin. When I got near my goal weight, that finally slowed. But as my weight has skyrocketed, the mean words have come streaming back in.
I need to return the phrases - "I can do this", "That's great", "Wow" and "Good for me" to my arsenal of self-talk. It's funny, in every other area of my life I brag of being stubborn. I can make people crazy at times as I attempt things because I can. I have recently taken to reassuring family and friends that even if I have cancer, "I am too stubborn to go anywhere" - as in, I have no intention of dying.
I should be just as stubborn in this effort. Because obesity is just as life threatening as cancer, it just takes longer to kill you.
So, here goes. I will do this. I will be stubborn. I will win. I am resolved.
Resolutely yours, Kate
It's back to best practices - 1. Eat better. 2. Exercise. 3. Think positively.
The breakdown:
1. I will have Lori's support and with the whole family doing the Biggest Loser contest, I will have help there too. Plus, I have been pretty public with this contest at work - I am hoping people will call me on it if they see me grazing at that evil back table.
2. I am going to start back up slowly at home. Once I have committed and done it on my own for a couple of weeks, I am going back to the gym. I am also adding trainer Traci back into the mix. With my knee being the way it is, I am struggling with what to do. I know swimming is an option, but it is also a pain in the butt. I tried getting a cap to keep my hair dry, but it doesn't work. I will just have to suck it up at some point or just swim on weekends when I have more time to get cleaned up. Another big problem I face there is I have grown out of my swim suit, so that may wait.
If anyone has cardio ideas that don't involve using my knee or getting wet, let me know.
3. This is the one I struggled with, even when I was in full-on healthy mode. Once you have been obese, you always feel like the fat girl. When you stagnate in the weight loss process, you beat yourself up. If you falter and overeat or, in my case, binge - you mentally tailspin. When I got near my goal weight, that finally slowed. But as my weight has skyrocketed, the mean words have come streaming back in.
I need to return the phrases - "I can do this", "That's great", "Wow" and "Good for me" to my arsenal of self-talk. It's funny, in every other area of my life I brag of being stubborn. I can make people crazy at times as I attempt things because I can. I have recently taken to reassuring family and friends that even if I have cancer, "I am too stubborn to go anywhere" - as in, I have no intention of dying.
I should be just as stubborn in this effort. Because obesity is just as life threatening as cancer, it just takes longer to kill you.
So, here goes. I will do this. I will be stubborn. I will win. I am resolved.
Resolutely yours, Kate
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
New Yous Eve
This is the night we revel in the year past and plan for the year ahead. If we don't down too much champagne, sometimes we even recall those resolutions. Sometimes, if the planets align and the willpower steels, we will actually follow through.
The past:
2008 was a year of the highs and the middling lows. Nothing spectacular happened, nothing disastrous happened. It was just a year.
The highs included my family, the front end of the year with my health, my accomplishments with flood coverage and not having breast cancer.
The latter half of the year was a bit of a mess.
The dating life died, the weight came back on, work stressed me to the max, my knee injury ended my daily workouts and I am again facing the possibility of cancer.
The future:
2009 will be better. I will be better.
Even if the tumor in my humerus is cancer, I will beat it. I am stubborn and strong, stronger than cancer.
I'll take the weight off again. I will win the Biggest Loser contest in my family and spend the kitty on fabulous new clothes or a long overdue weekend away.
I will make work work for me.
I am going to be more me in 2009. That will probably mean dating will end. I'm only half kidding. I put men off. I don't know if it's simply a case of I have bigger balls than they do or what. But they don't even bother approaching me. Oh well, there loss. (Now I will work on meaning that.)
Find more ways to spend time with Caelen. He is my heart. He rocks. I love him.
Those aren't really resolutions, those are actualities. My resolutions are much more mundane and less life altering - write more paper notes, get out of the state (even for just two days), keep my car cleaner, clean the house once a week (I think there is a theme), wear more color.
So here's to you and whatever your New Yous Resolutions are - may you stand strong against the past and forge ahead to an amazing 2009.
Yours in transition, Kate
The past:
2008 was a year of the highs and the middling lows. Nothing spectacular happened, nothing disastrous happened. It was just a year.
The highs included my family, the front end of the year with my health, my accomplishments with flood coverage and not having breast cancer.
The latter half of the year was a bit of a mess.
The dating life died, the weight came back on, work stressed me to the max, my knee injury ended my daily workouts and I am again facing the possibility of cancer.
The future:
2009 will be better. I will be better.
Even if the tumor in my humerus is cancer, I will beat it. I am stubborn and strong, stronger than cancer.
I'll take the weight off again. I will win the Biggest Loser contest in my family and spend the kitty on fabulous new clothes or a long overdue weekend away.
I will make work work for me.
I am going to be more me in 2009. That will probably mean dating will end. I'm only half kidding. I put men off. I don't know if it's simply a case of I have bigger balls than they do or what. But they don't even bother approaching me. Oh well, there loss. (Now I will work on meaning that.)
Find more ways to spend time with Caelen. He is my heart. He rocks. I love him.
Those aren't really resolutions, those are actualities. My resolutions are much more mundane and less life altering - write more paper notes, get out of the state (even for just two days), keep my car cleaner, clean the house once a week (I think there is a theme), wear more color.
So here's to you and whatever your New Yous Resolutions are - may you stand strong against the past and forge ahead to an amazing 2009.
Yours in transition, Kate
Friday, December 26, 2008
What was that about time?
Another week gone and I haven't posted. I also haven't exercised and I have eaten total crap.
This will all be over soon. I have challenged my family to a "Biggest Loser"-like contest in January. I will not lose at something that was my idea. I refuse.
However, I have to figure out how to do it. I am still banned from running and even biking is killing my knee. There is no decision on surgery because I have other things going on.
That brings me to my shoulder. I went to the orthopedist on Christmas Eve and I am now being referred to the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota. The doctor says while he thinks it (a tumor in my humerus) is probably benign, he doesn't really see many tumors in adults, in fact maybe one a year. So, he is sending me to someone who specializes in orthopedic oncologist - a doctor who specializes in bone cancer.
My doc is nervous because adults don't usually just suddenly get a tumor. This kind of growth usually happens in kids from 3-15, while they are still growing and producing bone. Adults tend to lose bone mass. I wonder if this will all lead to an admonishment regarding my perverse love of milk?
Mayo will contact me probably next week. I will keep you updated - I swear. No really, I will post. (I know promises, promises.)
Yours in transition, Kate
This will all be over soon. I have challenged my family to a "Biggest Loser"-like contest in January. I will not lose at something that was my idea. I refuse.
However, I have to figure out how to do it. I am still banned from running and even biking is killing my knee. There is no decision on surgery because I have other things going on.
That brings me to my shoulder. I went to the orthopedist on Christmas Eve and I am now being referred to the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota. The doctor says while he thinks it (a tumor in my humerus) is probably benign, he doesn't really see many tumors in adults, in fact maybe one a year. So, he is sending me to someone who specializes in orthopedic oncologist - a doctor who specializes in bone cancer.
My doc is nervous because adults don't usually just suddenly get a tumor. This kind of growth usually happens in kids from 3-15, while they are still growing and producing bone. Adults tend to lose bone mass. I wonder if this will all lead to an admonishment regarding my perverse love of milk?
Mayo will contact me probably next week. I will keep you updated - I swear. No really, I will post. (I know promises, promises.)
Yours in transition, Kate
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Another Ten Days Lost
Wow. I didn't realize I had let another ten days slip away without posting. I'm sorry.
I have been wrapped up in my health. Last time I posted I was holding back. Here's the lowdown, by body part:
Lungs - steroid inhaler seems to be doing the trick. I ran up the stairs earlier this week without thinking and didn't end up with sharp stabbing pains or a total loss of breath. Yea!
Knee - It's sore. The more I use it and get back to walking a lot at work and slide back into working out, the more it will. I am going to the gym to ride the bike in the morning. I am going to combine physical therapy and pushing it by working out. I want to see where the knee really is when I go back to the ortho on Christmas Eve. I really want it to be good and avoid surgery, exploratory or other. There's a Power Climb to do in February!
My shoulder - This is what I didn't mention. When they did the chest x-ray, which came out fine, they spotted a shadow on my right shoulder. I went back for a series of x-rays on it and they found I have a growth in the top of my humerus. An MRI later and they say it's either enchondroma (non-cancerous) or chondrosarcoma (cancer). The initial reports now say it is most like not cancer. I'll get the final say, they think, on the 24th when I go to the ortho for my knee - he's looking at my shoulder too.
But to be frank, this is my second cancer scare in a year. Earlier in the year it was a lump in my breast.
With my mental state frayed from all the changes this year it really got to me. Then I had to tell my mother, which I wasn't going to do until I had a final diagnosis, and she got really upset. That in turn amped me up.
Finally she took us both to have massages. That helped recenter us both I think.
Now here I sit after having worked all night, about to go put in another hour. I am tired. Not just from today, though there are good reasons for that. Just tired of feeling like a broken toy.
Since June my body has felt like it wants to fight me at every step. I am losing patience.
Yours in transition, Kate
I have been wrapped up in my health. Last time I posted I was holding back. Here's the lowdown, by body part:
Lungs - steroid inhaler seems to be doing the trick. I ran up the stairs earlier this week without thinking and didn't end up with sharp stabbing pains or a total loss of breath. Yea!
Knee - It's sore. The more I use it and get back to walking a lot at work and slide back into working out, the more it will. I am going to the gym to ride the bike in the morning. I am going to combine physical therapy and pushing it by working out. I want to see where the knee really is when I go back to the ortho on Christmas Eve. I really want it to be good and avoid surgery, exploratory or other. There's a Power Climb to do in February!
My shoulder - This is what I didn't mention. When they did the chest x-ray, which came out fine, they spotted a shadow on my right shoulder. I went back for a series of x-rays on it and they found I have a growth in the top of my humerus. An MRI later and they say it's either enchondroma (non-cancerous) or chondrosarcoma (cancer). The initial reports now say it is most like not cancer. I'll get the final say, they think, on the 24th when I go to the ortho for my knee - he's looking at my shoulder too.
But to be frank, this is my second cancer scare in a year. Earlier in the year it was a lump in my breast.
With my mental state frayed from all the changes this year it really got to me. Then I had to tell my mother, which I wasn't going to do until I had a final diagnosis, and she got really upset. That in turn amped me up.
Finally she took us both to have massages. That helped recenter us both I think.
Now here I sit after having worked all night, about to go put in another hour. I am tired. Not just from today, though there are good reasons for that. Just tired of feeling like a broken toy.
Since June my body has felt like it wants to fight me at every step. I am losing patience.
Yours in transition, Kate
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