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There have been a ton of things going on in my life this past week, and I’m way overdue to catch up on all of it on this blog.

2ed2d0252edacb00a145f73730352f96 First and foremost, for all the moms out there, Happy Mother’s Day.  I hope you spend the day doing the things you love with the people who make all your hard work worthwhile.

Speaking of Mother’s Day, my adorable niece set up a beautiful breakfast in bed for my sister this morning.  She and my mom got all the food, plates, napkins, cup, tea, etc.  I kept it hidden at my house for the week, and then this morning she came over to get it all.  She cooked everything, even using a melon baller to make the fruit salad (inside the Have a Royal Day plate).  It was her idea to add the fresh chives to the eggs.

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10252147_10152010991760426_2137854927835195283_n My younger niece made my sister an adorable mug – her teacher had the students draw a picture and then transferred the drawings onto the mug. I know this is going to be a keepsake for years to come!

My nieces are so sweet and thoughtful – all the hard work and sacrifices that my sister has put in as a single mom really have paid off. These girls are just the best!

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Yesterday I was all set to do the Willow Glen 5K with Tinkerbell, which was a fun run in support of one of our local elementary schools.  I woke up early, got dressed, and was about to make a cup of coffee when I decided to open a package.  I tried using scissors, but couldn’t cut through the tough plastic.  So I grabbed a knife, thinking, “I better be careful, this could be dangerous,” and at that exact moment, I gauged my hand right by the thumb pad.  It was really deep cut, and the blood started spurting out immediately.  I’m not good (to put it mildly) when I see my own blood, and I started feeling really light-headed and faint.  I ran over to my sister’s house next door, screaming that I’d cut myself and I needed help. I was already feeling like I was going to faint, when my sister went into calm-in-a-crisis mode.  She washed the cut, laid me down on the bathroom floor, and didn’t panic even when I started convulsing on the floor.  My body was going into shock, and I almost fainted.  My sister just said, “Bella, stay with me! Keep your eyes open, open your eyes!” And  then she bandaged my hand.  She called my dad to come and take me to the minor injury unit at Kaiser.

We had to wait about 30-45 minutes because the minor injury section hadn’t opened yet. I was in a lot of pain and was feeling really faint.  When they finally took me to the back and took my blood pressure, it was really low. So low that the nurse took it twice, just to make sure. When all was said and done, I needed 3 stitches.  The wound was deep, and I’d punctured the muscle, which was  what was causing me all the pain.

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This morning I’m not in very much pain at all, but my hand is super swollen. I don’t know if it’s coming across in the photo, but my left hand is a lot bigger.

20140511-100104.jpgI can get the stitches out on Thursday, and I can’t wait.

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On the work front, my principal asked me to be the English Department Chair next year.  I was really flattered by her vote of confidence in me and my leadership abilities, but I was very hesitant to accept.  I have four preps, meaning four different classes that I teach – English 3 honors, AVID, yearbook, and journalism.  All of them take a lot of time to prep and plan for, and the honors classes give me a ton of grading.  To top that off, I update our school’s website, which takes time each and everyday.  The department chair position adds lots of meetings, both at our school and at the district office. Plus all the time organizing everything for the department itself.  But leading people and organizing things are two of my strongest abilities, so it does seem like a great fit.  And my department could really use some positive leadership, so I accepted the position.  I had my choice to take a stipend or to get a second prep period, meaning I’d only teach four classes, instead of five.  Since the stipend isn’t anywhere near 20% of my salary (which would be the equivalent of giving up one class), I decided to go for the 2nd prep.  I asked if I could give up one of the honors classes I teach, since the grading takes me more time than prepping for the AVID class (which would have been the only other class I would have even considered giving up). My principal said that would be fine with her, so I’m all set. I’m actually really excited about this new opportunity.  Both for what it means to my department and for my professionally. I’m only obligated to serve as department chair for one year, but my principal did say she’d like to see me doing it for at least 3-5 years. which is very flattering.

And I am also really looking forward to the fact that I’ll have one 1st-period prep  and one last-period prep.  Meaning that on A Days I’ll be able to leave early and on B Days I’ll be able to come late.  Except when I have meetings or other department obligations, which will happen about 6-8 days of the month. Which makes me very excited about my workouts – I really want to start working out first thing in the morning, and on B Days I’ll be able to get up at the same time I do now and still get in a whole workout.  And on the A Days if I haven’t woken up early and worked out in the morning, I can get in an early afternoon workout, as I’ve been doing this year.

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I’ve tried some new fitness classes at the gym, but I’ll write about those in a separate post.

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‘Tis the season! Which means that the world turns sparkly, the weather turns chilly, and 2012 is almost over. I’m looking at this time of year as a Countdown to Christmas – focusing on my weight loss and achieving my pre-surgery weight loss requirement. Achieving that will be the best gift of all!!! Sunday weigh-ins will keep me accountable through the weekend.  This is the time of year when food and celebrations are plentiful and the last thing on most people’s minds is weight loss.  I’m going to show that weight loss can happen during the holiday season. My Sunday progress updates will be called Countdown to Christmas Weigh-Ins.

To put it plainly, Week 12 sucked.  I stuck to the food 100%, didn’t exercise at all, and was hit and miss with my water intake.

So, what did the scale show?!

This morning I weighed in at 298.0, which is a gain of 2.4 lbs this week. Which means I have 17 pounds to go to reach the pre-surgery requirement. This back and forth is killing me.

Recently Carina described PF as a vampire bite – once “bitten,” you’re cursed with it forever.  That’s how I felt this week.  The pain came and went, but it continued to take a lot out of me, and at the end of the day, I just didn’t feel like going to work out.  That’s really on me, because I wouldn’t feel much pain riding the bike or swimming.  I just couldn’t muster up the energy to get to the gym.  It’s also the end of the semester at school, so I’m swamped with grading, and again, taking an hour out for some stress-relieving workouts would have been a good choice, but unfortunately, it was a choice I didn’t make.

The good news is, later in the week I found a pair of shoes that are like a miracle for me in terms of relieving the pain from the torn fascia/PF – Orthaheels!  I bought the Elisa in black, but I loved them so much that I bought them in mustard, too, to wear with brown clothes.  (I didn’t buy the straight brown shoes because they were a strange brown, and I’d rather go with a funky choice like mustard, because it coordinates well with the more earth tones.  Plus, my school colors are blue and gold, so these go perfectly for Friday color days).  These shoes are made for people with PF, and the footbed is designed to hold the heel perfectly.  I put them on and I instantly felt little to no pain.

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I did get a bit overconfident while wearing these shoes, and I tried to take Sofi for a walk like I normally do, but after about 15 minutes, I was in a lot of pain.  I’d pushed too hard.  So for now, I’m going to stick to exercises that keep me off my feet.

At Jenny Craig I asked them to give me the menu for the next step down, even though my weight hasn’t quite met their guideline.  This week I’ll be dropping down to 1500 calories, instead of 1700.  The change is really only in the accompanying foods – one less fruit per day (3 instead of 4), one less dairy (4 instead of 5). I have to make the most of the remaining weeks I have left.

This week I’m committing to going to the gym, even if I’m tired, in pain, etc.  Because I’m feeling the pressure of a dwindling bank account – I can’t pay many more weeks of Jenny Craig.  I’m going to have to make the most of the 4 weeks I have left and then I’ll have to see what I can do from there.  I’m way too close to my goal to let anything stop me.  I have to keep going.  I just need to remind myself of this when I feel like giving in and skipping the gym.

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Until next Sunday, my friends. I hope the scale treats you well, and that you have a wonderful week!

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‘Tis the season! Which means that the world turns sparkly, the weather turns chilly, and 2012 is almost over. I’m looking at this time of year as a Countdown to Christmas – focusing on my weight loss and achieving my pre-surgery weight loss requirement. Achieving that will be the best gift of all!!! Sunday weigh-ins will keep me accountable through the weekend.  This is the time of year when food and celebrations are plentiful and the last thing on most people’s minds is weight loss.  I’m going to show that weight loss can happen during the holiday season. My Sunday progress updates will be called Countdown to Christmas Weigh-Ins.

Week 11 on JC was mixed.  On the one hand, I didn’t workout at all, because I was in so much pain due to the torn fascia.  On the other hand, I stuck to the JC program 100%, and most days didn’t even have the desire to eat, which is rare.  I’d seen some good news when I peeked at the scale, so I was hopeful.

So, what did the scale show?!

This morning I weighed in at 295.6, which is a loss of 3.4 lbs this week. Which means I have 15 pounds to go to reach the pre-surgery requirement. Back on track and feeling great.

Now that I have the prescription for Motrin from the doctor and can manage the pain, I’m not going to let the torn fascia stop me from getting workouts in.  I’ll be putting in time on the recumbent bike and in the pool at the gym, as well as on shorter, slower walks with Sofi.

I have to make the most of each week so that I can shed this weight, make the surgeon’s requirement, and get the surgery.  I don’t want to stop JC until I do that, but money is an issue, so the more “bang for my buck” I can get the better.  If I can lose three and a half pounds on a week that I don’t exercise, I can easily shed more on a week that I do, right?

This next week I want to see just how much I can lose when I’m going full steam ahead.  No matter what, I’m going to keep moving forward.

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Until next Sunday, my friends. I hope the scale treats you well, and that you have a wonderful week!

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