June 2, 2008 (Cardio is Better Than Vicodin)

On Tuesday when I last updated you and mentioned not sticking to my diet. My husband brought home Chinese food. If you don't know this already, this is my favorite food. If all other foods didn't exist I would not be distraught because I could live on it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. So, even though I had worked out that morning before going to work, I got dressed to work off my dinner. My husband said,"Are you working out again?" My husband has been building a giant green house and as a result is losing some weight. Probably more than I have because he puts on and takes off 20 lbs simply by moving around for a week This greenhouse has been a source of irritation for me because it's huge and is costing a ton of money. It would take us years to actually save money with the vegetables that he's planning on growing. It's also stupid to be using a green house during the time of the year when things grow without needing protection from the elements. He had the nerve to say, "My work outs are real; yours are mental." I asked him what he meant and he said, "I actually work to work out instead of going for five mile walks and never actually going any where." I didn't say, "But I don't build enormous eye sores with the illusion that I will be saving my family if there is a depression."

On a good note, having 3 teeth taken out has made me stick to my diet. I worked out the morning of, skipped eating and working out the day after, but listen to this: yesterday I felt good enough to eat and decided that if I'm going to eat two plates of soft food at a church potluck I needed to try to walk the tread mill. I discovered that I could indeed walk 4 miles per hour! I also discovered that my mouth didn't hurt after about 10 minutes. I guess that runners high thing has a numbing effect everywhere. I kept it going over a half an hour and worked out on other machines for another half an hour. I felt no pain until about 5 minutes after the workout. That was kind of cool---I wish I could be on that treadmill 24-7. It's way better than vicodin. I'm fairly certain that it would probably kill me to spend more than an hour walking 4 mi per hr though.