So this post will be about lady issues. Beware all ye who dare to continue reading.
But the mild part of it is a question:
How does "that time of the month" affect your progress towards health in terms of diet, exercise, motivation, etc?
Do you weigh yourself when you know you're probably retaining water?
So I've written before that I don't have have the best of relationships with my my lady plumbing.
As always, I try to get through the bad days with a modicum of grace and a smidge of good humor, but sometimes it is hard.
As I am writing I am sitting on a bus traveling to NYC for one of my closet friend's bridal shower.
I would rather be in bed with my heating pad, narcotics, and cats.
That would be much preferable than feeling every single bump in the road in places that are already crampy and in a foul mood.
Usually on the first day of Dot's arrival (as I like to call her), I can't eat, I am vomity, and can't control my body temperature. Doctors haven't been able to figure out why this is, but they think it's related to the ovarian cysts that I get -- my body just has wild hormonal swings (and no, I don't get wild mood swings).
I was trying to be optimistic and i packed exercise clothing to use at the hotel gym.
I haven't been to the gym in the past three mornings, my body begging for sleep. I'm off track for the 100 miles in September. It just means when my uterus/body decides to cooperate, that I'll have to do some longer runs. That's okay with me.
I just feel like for a few days every month my body is possessed by some alien. I don't tend to go through the normal PMS symptoms (just a little stabby feelings) but I found in the past 2 days I really let small things get to me. Normally I'm unshakable, but I felt all the anxiety and stress available. I don't know how some women deal with it every month. I'd go mad. No wonder the cure for being "hysterical" used to be getting a hysterectomy.
I don't know what the point of this post is other than to document where I am right now.