If you want to skip the TMI portion of this post, simply glance at the pictures and move along (or leave a comment to let me know you at least hung around that long). Otherwise, read at our own risk. I won't go into details but there are things that impacted my experience this week. Bah humbug.
About halfway through the week, my knee started hurting. Badly enough for me to lose sleep over the stabbing pain as I would try to move or stretch. It wasn't good and it was getting worse. I started popping Aleve in a desperate attempt to not lose momentum while also following the advice given in boot camp:
I adapted by taking something for the pain and resting my knee as much as possible when I wasn't doing things. I adjusted the boot camp workouts, avoiding squats and lunges and keeping everything low impact. And I accepted that my knee bothering me is just my body's way of reminding me I need to be kind and gentle even when I'm trying to work up a sweat.
Truth is, I even celebrated the fact that I had made it seven weeks without hurting my knee. That's pretty impressive and shows just how great this boot camp is at offering modifications.
In spite of my knee pain, I didn't miss a day. I exercised six out of seven days, doing what I needed to do to not hurt myself. I was oh-so-careful and my knee started feeling better.
Then came Saturday and I got my period.
Now, for those of you who don't know, I'm 51 years old and I'm going through perimenopause. I had gone six months without getting my period and I was beginning to legitimately hope that maybe I would be free from having my period for good. I was genuinely looking forward to it, even. So you can imagine my disappointment when I realized I wouldn't be quite that lucky.
But I learned something really important as well.
I had forgotten how having my monthly cycle affects me physically. I had cramps. Okay. No big deal. But the exhaustion, the way it affects my vertigo, making it harder for me to do anything--these things I had completely forgotten. I don't know how I was dealing with this every month. I literally lay down the other day and was asleep before I realized it. And I don't mean one of those twilight sleeps where I was vaguely aware of my surroundings. No. I was gone, completely unconscious, oblivious to everything except how the bed was moving beneath me and how nauseous I was feeling because of the vertigo.
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I really hope I see some weight loss at next week's weigh-in because, if I do not, I'll be in a damned if I do, damned if I don't position and, from experience, that's not a very comfortable position to be in at all!
I'd love to hear what you've been doing to take care of yourself this week.