Today marks that mid-month day where my abdominal region is unhappy. There are about 7-8 days out of every month where being a woman totally sucks. Today is one of them. I NEVER had ovulation pain before using that stupid birth control shot!! ARGH!! I remember being on the trying-to-conceive boards at Babyfit before getting pregnant with Brady and hearing about ovulation pain for the first time in my life. Then when I was supposed to ovulate (you know, on day 14), I was super keyed in to how I felt and never once discovered ovulation pain. I hope the hormones get themselves worked out soon and these annoying hormone shift causing pains go away. *sigh*
Today is a bench press day. It's really odd to me to see that my bench press weight and squat weight are the same when clearly my legs are bigger than my arms. Something tells me I should be squating more than 95 lbs... but I'm too scared of injury to really push it without someone there to guide me (like a crossfit instructor or someone else equally qualified in strong lifts).
I stepped on the scale this morning and saw 182.8. I got excited and went out to the bedroom and grabbed my phone to take a pic... when I stepped on again, after putting the phone down so as not to screw with the scale weight, it said 183... and then 184, and then 183 again, and then 186. This stupid scale can't give the same weight twice EVER! It's such a hunk of junk. So I didn't change my weight ticker or anything like that and I'm not reporting 182.anything as my weight yet. And I'm not going to get excited about it until I see that weight again. Stupid scale... grumble grumble grumble
Makenna didn't sleep well last night, which means I didn't sleep well. For two nights this week she's been doing this wake up at 1 am and stay awake til 3 thing. I hope it stops soon. I think that coupled with my ovaries balking is putting me in a foul mood. Could also be the cloudiness outside too.
Speaking of Makenna... I think potty training is back underway. Two days ago (so, not yesterday, but the day before), Makenna ran off to the bathroom. MIL went to see what she was doing and saw she had stripped down and climbed onto the potty and gone pee. Today she did the same thing and then hollered for help a few minutes later. MIL went to check on her and she had pooped in the potty all on her own. SIL called me so Kenna could tell me about it. SIL said that since she did that, they put her in undies and said anytime she felt she needed to go potty, to go into the potty and go. We'll see how it goes. Hopefully well b/c I was planning on reintroducing the potty training this weekend. Maybe that's why she's not sleeping well? b/c she's peed in her pullup or something?
I'm going to make meatloaf for dinner. It just sounds good. I've got two pounds of deer and 1 pound of pork thawing in the fridge as we speak so I can whip it up tonight. I'm really quite excited about it. I wish I could have some buttered potatoes with it, but I'll survive without.
That's enough rambling for me... time to go catch up on journals and hit the gym.
Deer and pork meatloaf sounds cool, though I've never had venison
Good luck with the potty-training! Sounds promising.
That scale incident is a good indicator for why weight is arbitrary
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Hot office guy is supposed to be shipping out for Monterrey to go to language school and is then scheduled to spend the next three years in Uraguay getting his master's degree through a scholars program for soldiers. It's a SWEET deal for him. However, he's in a bit of a bind right now b/c he's been administratively flagged from favorable action b/c of a girl he dated recently. It turns out she was in the midst of a divorce when they started seeing each other and the ex husband is pissed. They only dated for 3 weeks or so before she became weird and he broke up with her. The ex-husband filed a complaint with the Inspector General regarding behavior unbecoming of an officer and adultery. The general has been stalling for two weeks regarding a decision of whether or not the complaint is legitimate. Now I guess all the rape complaints that are coming to light from the armed forces is impacting the general's decision. The fact of the matter is, the relationship was consentual and above the board and the ex-husband is only doing this in an attempt to be granted custody of their children. The boss and everyone below him as well as above him with any power have all said that this is an illegitimate claim by the ex-husband and that it should be treated as such, but apparently the General feels differently.
The Hot Guy is really stressing about this. His going away luncheon was supposed to be today and his departure was scheduled for next week. I feel bad for him. His stress level is impacting the atmosphere of this office too... and me no like.
Was hot guy married? If not then he did not commit adultery.
Last edited by canio6; 05-23-2013 at 09:59 AM.
If she's going on her own and being proud of it - you've got it done! Yeah for potty training! no more diapers! just the occasional accident - keep extra panties and pants on hand for a couple years
You're doing great on the weights and whole30 - you should be proud! You're building muscle - which ALWAYS comes before actual weight loss - and as you know, usually causes a little weight gain at first. Those dang scales are not showing you the whole picture - and its just a number (I'm hearing myself say this too!) and what really counts is how you look and feel. I'm working really hard at using the scale as ONLY a backup source to confirm that I am seeing results. My legs are looking less saggy and old above the knee and my tummy is firming up under the layer of flab........... soon the scale will start to show a little progress as well.
I'm happy to hear you are not angry and frustrated over the number on the scale There is some really good progress there! Yeah, Jenn!
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It is. Sounds like the general needs to get the f*ck over it.
Speaking of clothes, I had to retire a favorite shirt. I put it on this morning and it just looked too baggy so I took it off and threw it in the "wear no more" box.