So the first week of my 52nd year was a little bumpy. During this second week, the dust is settling.
Hubby is home and recuperating. His healing will take time, but I’m grateful he is home to do that healing.
My coach reviewed all the data and he liked my progress pictures. He reminded me that the DXA info doesn’t tell the whole story. I’ve tightened up a bit in the last three months. I am not competing again until summer 2015, so I have a lot of time to improve. I got a great pep talk and a new training protocol that reduced my workouts from five to four a week. That is a good thing right now. There is more to do since I’m trying to pick up a little of what my husband normally does – and that’s really impossible since he does a ton of stuff every day.
Sleep is still a goal, but it’s probably not a reasonable one every day right now. No worries about that are allowed. If I’m tired, I don’t mind. It’s going to be OK. What I’m focused on at the moment is living in the moment – take each day as it comes. I will not worry. When I put my mind to it, I can compartmentalize things pretty well. Every so often, I let all the things pile up in my head (insurance, medical bills, lesson plans, grading, etc.) and then stress over the pile of poo, but when I’m in crisis mode, I just handle the next thing and not think too far ahead.