Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Morning weigh-in: 181#, 14.5% BF
No run this morning, I kind of slept in until 6:15 or so -- I felt tired, and finally sore from the gym, and I think I'm getting a summer cold -- but I did bring my yoga stuff. I want to do a towpath ride, but the weather is supposed to get nasty later, so if it rains tonight I'm prepared to hit the beginner class at Easton Yoga. We shall see...
Last night I stayed a bit late after work, then went to my friend Greg's surprise 50th birthday party. Pretty nice, but I was tired and I got out of there early, and was probably in bed by 10:00. Dinner beforehand was tortellini with hot sauce, which might have some significance because my stomach felt like I'd eaten a big rock, and I was up most of the night just feeling uncomfortable.
Tonight I think I'll make pasta and tuna.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Morning weigh-in: 181.5#, 14% BF
So I went to the gym last night after dinner, the first time in more than six months. I can feel a twinge here and there, but I took care to take it easy on myself. (Dinner was steak stir-fry, by the way.) A light workout, immediately followed by a trip to Wegman's to buy food I know ho to cook -- pre-made (frozen) meat tortellini, pasta and tuna with wilted greens, cereal, and some yogurt and cottage cheese -- enough to get me by until Anne gets back.
I've been "planning" to drop some weight for a while now, but all of a sudden I really feel a need for it to happen. I'm going to try to get down to about 170#, by the end of the summer, if I can. Some of those food choices won't help get me there, but some will, and I also decided to add back some of the exercise things I abandoned to push the early-spring bike training. Last night's gym visit was the first one added, and this morning I got in a run: 1.7 miles, 12 minute pace, not exactly lighting the world on fire but I am back in the game. (Next up is yoga.)
Tonight is another towpath ride, then I am off to a friend's birthday party.
Ominous: Does anyone else remember the summer of 2001, pre-911, all those bogus Shark Attack and Missing White Woman stories as the newspeople tried to find something sensational to report? Sure seems that there are a lot of those stories in the news again, and I see that terrorists vandalized another third-world World Heritage Site. I sure hope the Olympics security is not as incompetent as it looks...
Posted by Don at 7/17/2012 12:05:00 PM
Monday, July 16, 2012
Morning weigh-in: 181.5#, 13.5% BF
Yes, I have the scale properly calibrated again, and once again will be regaling all my faithful readers with the weight stats -- for as long as I remember to do it...
So last Wednesday I had a followup appointment with the pulmonologist, where I did another set of spirometer tests, and got another set of ambiguous results. They seem to think that my lung obstruction isn't so bad, ie my maximum breath flow rate is OK if not stellar, but the volume of air in my lungs (volume available for me to breathe out) seems to be reduced. Not by much, and not too far outside what's considered normal, but it's almost as if my lungs were small or something, which apparently is something they ruled out with the chest X-rays.
So back to the hospital on Friday morning, for another set of more advanced breathing tests, this time to look at lung volume. The test machine was the same as last time, sort of a giant, NASA-designed bong enclosed in a glass box, and I was set to breathing through a sort of scuba mask again, but this time the med tech closed off the box. Breathe normally, big breath in, all your air out, breathe normally again, then a set of rapid, shallow puffs, repeat. The machine produced a bunch of interesting graphs and a table of calculations, but they meant nothing to me and the med tech wasn't forthcoming -- they know what's their job, and what's the doctor's. All she said was that everything seemed normal, just... small.
Anyway, that was a pretty quick test, and I spent the rest of the morning doing stuff around the house until Anne got home; then we hit the Allentown Farmer's Market, and then met her brother Joe and his wife Laura, and Paul & Ann at the Velodrome. It looked almost like it was going to be rained out, but things cleared up just enough, after a rain delay, to dry the track out. We caught some of the Jr Nationals (a friend's daughters up on the podium) and the usual Friday night races.
Saturday we brewed another batch of "Fucking Intense," that super-hoppy, high-alcohol beer we made a few years ago. Long day of watching pots boil, but it should be worth it, and ready to drink in about two weeks.
Anne took yesterday off with her buds to do a bike tour of the Finger Lakes, and I sent the afternoon finishing 1Q84 (verdict: not great but OK, maybe I'll give it a "meh+") while the storm cells blew through, then when it looked like the coast was clear I did a towpath ride -- I got slammed by heavy rain with just five minutes left to the ride. Dinner was at Brew Works with John, also stag while Donna visits friends in Denmark.
Tonight I'm hitting the towpath again, then I'll have to do some shopping for things I know how to cook.
Posted by Don at 7/16/2012 01:21:00 PM