things i like and things i don't like as much

i go to the gym.  i have what is probably an un natural love of the treadmill.  oh and the trainer in the garage, too.  but lets talk about the gym.  not only is there the cardio cinema where i can run in the dark and watch a movie on the big screen and when i get hot i can take off my shirt and since it is dark i don't have to worry about my gut hanging out  amazing 6 pack abs intimidating the other patrons, there are fabulous opportunities for people watching.  so i love it that people are active, i love it that maybe they are there just to walk on the treadmill at 2 mph for 10 minutes, i don't care, all that is important is that they are moving.  but that doesn't excuse them from being the subjects of my bewilderment.  like today, i decided that i don't think i am ok with the people who go into the toilets totally naked.  not sure why really, but seems wrong to me.  at least wrap in a towel.  ok, and so maybe i am the odd one out since i like to go into the sauna sometimes before i start my workout, fully dressed in my workout gear to take away the chill before getting things started and i understand that to get the full effect you are supposed to be naked in there, that is fine, but really, butterfly pose while naked while there are other people in there?  i love the people on the treadmill in their blue jeans.  when i was in ohio, that entire gym was full of blue jean wearing treadmill using folks.  or kackis!  i love them so much more, i can't even spell it!  and dress shoes!!  and then there are the slow walkers.  you know who i am talking about, the ones who are walking directly in front of you from point A to point B, usually from the front desk to the locker room, or even worse they jump in front of you as you are trying to avoid disaster as you casually try to sprint your way mid treamilling to the bathroom...  but they get in front of you and they walk at a snails pace, even slower than that.  we always joke that maybe if they weren't such slow walkers maybe they wouldn't have to be at the gym in the first place.  i know i am a slow walker when i am texting and walking, but i periodically look behind me and will step to the side if i see someone coming up hot behind me.  i think that is all the gym observations for now, but with that, i will say, keep on going, keep on getting your bodies moving and if you have to be naked to use the toilet in order to keep on keeping on, then more power to you!

i've got some potentially exciting things coming up, so counting the days to that, and then other exciting days coming up for sure, that i am also counting the days to!  and its almost spring, thank goodness!  i cannot wait for some good warm weather!!!

i have been going to the wound healing center.  have i mentioned that?  i've gone 3 times and i will go at least one more time.  my head decided to just open up and gush brains.  when i told the doctor that he laughed and said not quite, he said the brains were sealed up nice and tight in there.  but they shaved some hair on the first visit and put this bouncy like dressing on it.  and that stayed on all week.  so that is what they do each visit.  they take the bouncy stuff off, look at it, clean it up a little, access if skin is growing, which it is! then put more bouncy stuff on it and tell me to come back.  what worries me about this whole thing is that it was already healed.  twice. first when they took the staples out it looked great.  then it opened up and the disolvable internal stitches worked their way out.  once those were done with their shenanigans, it healed up again, all nice and neat and had it not been for the fact that the gym was doing work on the pool i would have begun swimming again.  but instead, i started to get some scabs - yum!  and then they got worse!  and then they sent me to the wound healing center, which i thought sounded super new age like and i expected there to be monks in sandals and chanting and nice smelling things, but instead there are toxic waste bins (some with biohazard stickers on them, but no red biohazard bags) in every room, and one with a random window with mini blinds that no one there knows what is on the other side, and lots of old people with things on their feet that aren't healing up.  its not a very happy place.

i have totally re-vamped my diet.  and i have been sticking to it pretty well.  i have cheated, a few times i have gotten away with it, and a few times i have gotten sick.  but for the most part i have cut out dairy, gluten and most grains other than rice and tortilla chips!, citrus, sugar, most nuts, peanuts, eggs, soy, vinegar, pineapple, and some other things i think.  most processed things are out.  i think the only real processed things i'v had are lara bars, sunflower seed butter, rice cakes, the occasional bit of maple syrup, rice milk and canned pumpkin and canned tomato things to make tomato sauce.  oh and apple sauce, because i can't live without it.  but i have been feeling better, sleeping better, no bloating, my skin is better.  i cry over make your own pizza night at home though, and i didn't have any of the cupcakes at eric's birthday.  oh, but on friday we went out to dinner and something i had a dinner, most likely the quesadilla pieces i ate up because someone was too full started to make me sick, so since i was already on the road to sickness i followed it up with helping the kids with their ice cream and molten lava cake and sho'enuff - classic, for me at least, migraine symptoms by the time we were on the way home.  i think it was the ice cream.

OMG!!  i totally just remembered, i fell off the bosu ball today!  i was doing this thing where i was like in a bridge position where just my shoulders and head were resting on it, but when i was done i rolled back up to a sitting position.  done it a million times, not problems.  until today when the ball slid right out from under me and bam, down on my arse i went!!