||[Feb. 1st, 2005|11:53 am]
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I never thought I'd be sitting around wanting for an insurance adjuster to call me. Hmf. *pokes phone*
So, I'm up a tick from yesterday.. but then again, yesterday I thought soy sauce was a food group. On 1/24 I was 152, on 1/26 I was 154.. so the week-ago measurement would pobably be 153 (or thereabouts).. this morning I am 150 solid. That's 3lbs down. That's pretty standard for me when I buckle down and get back on the program. It's like a first week. So we'll call that a good first week back. Especailly since yesterday included the smallest slice of birthday cake I've ever seen in my life and I didn't shovel food into my mouth on Saturday after the accident.
Food today is.. well.. food. Breakfast of oatmeal.. lunch of black bean soup and brown rice with some snacks of carrots and pumpkin and grapes along the way. I forgot to pack dinner and I'm going straight to my community college class (Health and Fitness 101). Normally I'd swing into the Subway or something but until the reimbursement comes for the tow truck (or the transfer from my savings account comes through) the only way my bankbook is working is for me to pay my electric bill on the day it's due and hope that the dial-up fee goes through on its usual day.. so eating out is not an option tonight. I think I might just watch my points and then have half the pumpkin really late in the afternoon, half the carrots during class, and buy a bag of Chex mix or something. That'll see me through fine and I'll stay within my points (and know better next week).
I had meant to go to the gym this morning and do some slow biking or something but I went to the dance class last night and then Matt came home all randy and.. well.. I pushed too hard. I'm taking it really easy today and probably there will be biking tomorrow. But for today there's going to be sitting very still and probably an appointment being made with my family doctor to talk about a referral for physical therapy or chiropractic work.
I had other things I was going to say.. I don't remember what they were. OH! My beginning tribal dance instructor told me (and Paige, who I really like) that if we wanted we could move into the intermediate class. I think I might actually take both. Part of the reason I quit the last tribal class is that I started out in the intermediate class and didn't get the cues or moves. And while I recognized 90% of the stuff they did in the intermediate class last night (I hung around and watched after Sara made the offer) I didn't recognize the cues and I'd rather have a firm foundation as well as being able to challenge myself. So.. yeah, I think I might take both. And I'm making a fringe belt in time for next week, the belt I wore was weird and the instructors are both too soft-spoken for me to be wearing my coin belts in there. The intermediate class has a fascinating mix of expertise and cross-training in it. One of the women does that Brazilian dancing martial art.. I can say it but I can't spell it.. you know the one I'm talking about. Anyway.. it'll be interesting if nothing else.
So.. that's it, really. I still hurt, the truck Matt is supposed to be getting needs a new battery and some mechanical work but it looks like the offer is still there, and there's been no word from the insurance folks. It's a day, really.
How are you guys?