The lakehouse weekend was great. I didn't drink any alcohol aside from a taste of Hulky's Shipyard Pumpkinhead (my favorite, it's fairly good this year but not super pumpkin-y the way I like it). There were several other people up there not drinking this year so that helped me feel a bit more at ease. It felt good to focus on keeping my body comfortable. I felt like I had a much easier time than I have in the past opening up with our friends and chatting with less inhibition. If I was feeling too worked up from so much talking or company, I could go stand by Hulky, listen, and decompress. For physical activity: lots of swimming in the lake (in the middle, so plenty of treading and floating on my back when I needed a break) plus a kayak session (my arms and core are still sore). I got some compliments on my body from some of the other ladies. I don't know why those compliments hit me in a more meaningful way than when from Hulky. Maybe it's because I already know he's attracted to me and thinks my legs are great.
There's a pontoon boat up there so we went out on that a few times. Hulky jumped off of it while it was moving (slowly) and the driver jokingly sped away, obviously with the intent to turn back, but I panicked. I started yelling to go back and worked myself up to cry. I had to breathe carefully to calm down and avoid sobbing. I was surrounded by good people though, someone reminded me to breathe and someone stroked my back. I don't know why I got so scared. I don't like that my general anxiety has made way for these acute anxiety episodes.
We were on the boat for longer yesterday morning than on Saturday and I started to feel a little sick, so Hulky and I got dropped off back at the dock while everyone went out for longer. We packed our stuff up and headed out after everyone returned. I ate only pre-planned and totally me-friendly food.
The pelvic stretches I have (still need to get that last exercise off the DVD) definitely help with some of my pelvic floor issues. I wonder how long it will take, if I do them at least twice daily, for me to notice longer improvements and not just immediate/momentary.
Later in the week, I have to sneakily make a double layer cake for Hulky, for our moving party on Saturday. I'm going to attempt to cover it with black fondant.