moonwalker

The hubby called from Germany last night.  Apparently, all the guys and gals got locked down in customs in Kuwait for a day.  No calls or internet.  Getting their stuff searched kinda thing.

He’s due to fly in 2:30 or 3 this afternoon!

The 11 month wait is finally over!

He’ll be home for 2 short weeks.  I miss him already.

And, in other news, I weighed in at 198.4 this morning.  A low!  I didn’t expect one b/c of all the “muscle weighs more than fat” lectures.

Guess it’s my day to shine. 

I haven’t heard from my hubby since yesterday morning at 6:22 a.m.  I don’t know where he is, how long it takes, or anything!  I run to the phone every time it rings.  I’ve been cleaning and pacing and forcing myself to eat.  But there is almost NO chance of me really doing anything today.  You know, exercise wise.  I’m trying to stick to my diet, but find myself not hungry.  I battled and mostly got rid of a migraine.

I’m frantic, honestly.

I have  no idea where my man is.  Kuwait?  Germany?  Ireland?  Atlanta?  He could be here any minute!  Or tomorrow.  It’s not like him to not call.  I have no idea what flight schedule he’s on.  No ideas about delays or (Heaven forbid) other, um…. accidents?  I’m sure he’ll be fine.  I just want to see him.  Badly.

I was hoping to have something happy to blog about today.  Instead, I’m just ranting.  Sorry.

I haven’t seen my hubby since Feb and he’s due to fly in any day now.  Maybe even tomorrow!  I called my mom to help me clean house, which she kindly did.  Not everything is done and I feel so stressed!

I tried to eat well today.  I didn’t do too  bad.  I didn’t eat the five or six small meals, but 3 regular ones and I had some 100 cal ice cream for desert.   My exercise consisted of 20+ minutes on the Wii Fit and mad cleaning.  I feel so tired and I want to do so much more!

TOM’s got me pretty miserable with cramps in my lower back.  I had labor there too.  The pain is extreme.  All the vacuuming and lifting and moving and taking out trash and cleaning those hard-to-reach places hasn’t helped at all.  Neither has Naproxen.  I hope my man gets her soon!  I busted my butt today!  He’ll make me feel good, no matter the mess in my house.

And, oh, won’t he be surprised by these tight new muscles I’m forming?  I am!

So, I haven’t been on this site in, like, over a year!  I guess I ditched and ran, like I do with all sorts of things.

How ’bout an update?

I currently weigh about 200 lbs- in the 199 to 201 range, at least.  I would say I’m back to the beginning, but I’ve been going to the gym since Jan. 7 and can see my body improving.  I’ve gained at least a lb of muscle.  I feel much stronger and active now.  :)  And my thighs and glutes are definitely looking better.

I’m on an eating plan that’s sorta like the diabetic diet, some common sense, and the rest is made up with good intentions.  I’m doing well on it.  The healthy stuff is really filling.  But I found out yesterday that I’m not really looking at enough options.  I didn’t even eat enough cals yesterday!  Grr…. You do one thing, but can’t do another.  If I don’t go to bed too hungry, I call it a day.  I need to lose 20 lbs to get past pre-diabetes.  Work work work!

I work out 6 days a week in some way, shape, or form.   Elliptical skier, yoga, Wii Fit aerobics, personal trainer.  I like to work out at a minimum 40 minutes a day.  Sundays I totally chill on diet and exercise.  Well, not totally.  I have this inner voice keeping me level.

I ditched college after I got so stressed the doc stuck me on Valium and told me to chill.  I live life with a poker mentality.  I’m either all in or fold.  He told me to go to school half-time and I just quit after that semester.  I can’t do much of the middle-ground.  I’m not good at that in life or in love.

That’s where I am now!  Back to the old plan, but better at it.