Day 8…after the 7 previous days, I didn’t think Day 8 could get any better or worse.
BOY WAS I WRONG!
I live with headaches. There is not a day that goes by where I don’t have one. Sinus headache, tension headache, cluster headache, if it’s a headache, I get it. I’m use to it. I’ve been living with them since I was 13. I’ve tried everything under the sun to get rid of them…anti depressants, muscle relaxers, and so on. Nothing worked in my teen years so I finally just gave up taking all the drugs and figured if I could just power through the day, I’d be all right. On the rare occasion, I don’t wake up with a headache, I don’t notice it because I’m use to waking up with one. Usually, in the AM, I can tell how bad the headache is going to be during the day. This morning, I felt fine. I actually realized, I didn’t have a headache. WOOHOO! That didn’t stay long. After about 30 minutes after I had my breakfast (oatmeal) and green tea, I felt the mother of all headaches coming on…the much hated migraine. I don’t get these often and I try to stay away from things that trigger them for me: garlic is a huge trigger for me and it wasn’t until I became a vegetarian that I discovered this. Bad thing, I love garlic. Sometimes, I will suffer through a migraine just for the garlic, but that is few and far between. Today, I don’t know if the oatmeal or the decaf green tea triggered it, and to be honest, I’m not really up for trying which one is the culprit. This migraine was so bad that I sat in my office with the lights off, staring at the keyboard, and held a cold can of soda against my neck, forehead, eyes, and sinuses. The nausea was so bad and the pain was bad, tears were clinging to my eyes. At one moment, I thought, I have to tell my boss I am dying and need to go home, but I couldn’t move because the pain and the nausea were so bad that sitting and suffering in silence seemed like a good choice. After about 2 hours, the nausea subsided and the throbbing pain, just throbbed. Around 4:30, I wanted nothing more than to go home and get a work out in. I figured anything to get the blood pumping could be better than doing nothing since the migraine had just turned into my run of the mill headache.
That was the bad…or the worse part of the day.
The best or better part of my day was that I was able to do 3 miles of cardio. I can’t say I ran/jogged it all, but I accomplished back to back days of walk/run/jog and I didn’t want to cry because my shins were screaming at me. I was able to jog/run more than I walked and I was able to do a session of yoga as well. I was happy. I could retire on my couch with the Red Wings game and a smoothie. My dog isn’t exhausted after all that exercise, but I am.
Week One Weigh In: 153
Week Two Weigh In: 151 (2 pounds down)
8 days down, 20 to go!
