I think I should check in more. I see successful people on these boards and many of them post in their journals regularly whether they feel good or not. Maybe that's correlated with willingness. We'll see if it helps. I don't really have a lot to say. I've been doing well with food. A friend of mine and I are both trying to get healthier and eat better. She's on Weight Watchers and I'm McDougalling. We are running a race together on July 21st. Well, we're running more races than that but we've picked that race to use as incentive to stick to our meal plans. I know it's not wise to pick weight goals and I don't want to feel disappointed in anything I do if I stay on plan. I would, however, like to be in the healthy weight range by then. There's no reason to think I wouldn't be if I follow the McDougall plan. Today is day 9 of 82 (we made our get-healthy pact 9 days ago) and things are going well.
I might not run the half-marathon I had planned for May 19th. My Achilles tendons aren't getting better. I have a couple friends who ruptured their Achilles tendons and I just don't want that to happen to me. On the other hand I can't seem to completely let the idea of running it go. When I have a bad run I think, "forget it! It's not worth it. It's sucking the joy out of running and you'll never forgive yourself if you rupture an Achilles." So, I decide to just forgo the race. Then, the next day, the sun will be out and I'll have the desire to start running and I think, "Well, maybe if I run real slow and don't worry about my time I'll be OK." Then I'll have a good run and I think, "Oooh, I could have a PR if I just make it through my long run this weekend." Then I try my long run and my Achilles start screaming around mile 6 and the cycle repeats. Ugh. I guess we'll all find out come May 19th if I'm going to run it or not.
Girls on the Run is officially over. So, that's one less stressor in my life. I have the hardest time sticking to my food plan when I'm feeling sorry for myself. It never helps anything but I never learn. Maybe someday.
Anyhoo, things are good right now. I have relatives visiting this weekend. I just found out one of them is really allergic to cats. My cats or my house seem to be especially hard on people with cat allergies so I'm totally worried about it. I'm trying to do everything I can to reduce the allergens. I have closed off the spare bedroom so the cats can't get in there. I washed the sheets, blankets, bedspread and curtains in the room. I moved all articles of clothing, extra sheet sets and throw pillows from the room. I vacuumed the mattress with a hepa filter vacuum and then sprayed the mattress with Febreze allergen spray. I dusted all the furniture and washed the woodwork and swiffer mopped the hardwood floors. I also ran my air purifier, which also contains a hepa filter, in the room for several hours and will keep the air purifier in the room while my guests are here. I also washed my cats with dander reducing serum. I'm in the process of washing all the curtains in the house, moved all the throws and decorative pillows into the attic, vacuuming all the furniture, running the air purifier in each room, and washing all the woodwork. I'm not sure what else to do. I just feel like it won't even help. It's embarrassing that my house is so much worse than other people's. Someone said certain cats are more allergen producing than others but I feel like my house must be dirtier or I'm a filthy person. Not mention, I just don't like to see someone miserable. Eyes watering, nose running, lungs seizing up. I went from being really excited about their visit to feeling over-whelmed and resentful. I hate how my brain works sometimes.
Ah well, that's all I got. I think I'll run tonight, mow the lawn, and clean something.
See y'all tomorrow.
The delusion that I can eat like other people has to be smashed.