||[Feb. 28th, 2009|10:31 pm]
Depression that feels like a dull weight preventing my eyes from rising above the horizon. I've felt it before and felt it strongly this week. It's funny, because I felt down but not despondent. Just non-functional. I took Thursday off and had plans for Friday too, but something happened that fixed things up somewhat. I took some vitamins. I know deficiency gets me down, but it's almost impossible to remember how to fix it in that state. I finally remembered. Took some Berocca. My husband brought home some iron supplements. I took those too. My life came back.|
This has been the hardest part of the weight loss program. To remember that I might use up more than I replace through my diminished eating. Sweating at the gym certainly takes a lot out. The warning signs were slowly building, but then on Wednesday I just crashed. Couldn't concentrate at work, couldn't answer simple questions, couldn't remember details of work I've been doing recently, sounded like a dithering idiot. My eyes drooped. My head was physically heavy. I felt like happiness was a hoax, something I couldn't remember experiencing. Yes, I took some hard knocks at work these last six months. No, economy or not, environment or not, the world wasn't ending.
So. Vitamins. Amazing.
Anyway, back to life. I'm still reasonably on track to be as fit as I was eight years ago, which was pretty good. I would ideally like to get back to thirteen years ago, but I'm not in my mid twenties any more. I know better facts now.
1. The "fat burning zone" for heart rate is a joke. Don't use that as a guide. It's too leisurely - pretty good for your heart but won't do shit for your waist.
2. It's amazing how the little nibbly things you stuff in your face during the day add up. You can easily add 20% to the food you thought you ate.
3. Get a heart rate monitor. A good one.