MaestraAnji

A chaotic 3 days, but I've at least been keeping up with my water consumption. The familial unpleasantness is about to ramp up heavily tho and con prep is going to make me a bit tweaky

I've been having a lot of difficulty last week and this week, I've kept track of of my water pretty well, but sleep has been really evasive. Cleaning has been a bit hard because I've been working uphill, so to speak. This week, I'm expecting some roughness. The court date for my parents divorce is Thursday, I have a job interview the following morning, then NYCC prep. I'm a bit hurting financially and no one is biting on commission so I'm feeling the stress.

I'm rushing in to get in on this - I didn't want to miss two Challenges. MAIN QUEST 1.) DRINK MORE WATER - I've got a water bottle, I need to use it. Drink between two and three bottles worth (48 - 72 oz. of water) a day. 2.) GO THE F&$% TO SLEEP - I am bad at sleeping, which is bad because sleep is good for you. Then I oversleep, so then I don't get anything done. FIX THAT ISH: Bedtime is now between 11 and Midnight. Waking up between 7 and 9 am. 3.)CLEAN THE F&*^ING HOUSE - Messy house means messy mind. Get the house clean, following UFYH system. Mandatory 45/15 a day, try for two or three on an off day. SIDE QUEST DO A 8 MIN OR [bLANK] ON FIRE EXERCISE THINGY EACH DAY - They're already saved to the PS3 hooked to the TV, I just need to do them. BONUS QUEST KEEP UP THE WATER AND AT LEAST 8 HOURS OF SLEEP DURING NYCC. ( I think if I manage this, I should get a point of wisdom automatically - keeping to schedules during con is hard)

When I joined the rebellion, I first did so as a lurker in 2012. I was skeptical of anything weight loss related, especially from people that seem so happy about it. Working out has been associated with nothing but pain, dull aches and sharp aches of someone who should not be doing that. Food is delicious and sitting down worrying about every little thing was not something I was interested in starting to do - especially considering that I had so much more of everything else to worry about - bills, being a retail jockey, trying to find a way into better paying work and a slew of other problems. Then in 2013, for the decision of it being a new year for a new me, I made my first challenge list and lasted all of two weeks. My life shattered shortly thereafter. My parents began the process of divorce and hours began drying at my job. Pain became a regular way of life for me, headaches, joint pain, stomach trouble, you name it - I had some sort of issue with it. Motivation dried and all efforts for physical health were dropped for the sake of keeping my mental state together. The last three months have been the most insane, including confrontations with my mother - who was my primary caretaker for most of my formative years and is an emotional and physical abuser. I have been living on a shift a week for this time, funds garnished by the generosity of loved ones and now this has been capped by the official diagnosis - I am gluten intolerant. In a general sense, this is the lowest point I have ever been at. My pain is near constant, I can no longer rely on foods that I used to use for immediate comfort lest I cause myself more pain, my only blood family left are my father and brothers and my job is beginning to fall in on itself - if the treatment of their workers is any indication. I have to go slow - my impatience is damning and frustrating but I have to. There is too much for me to do and to attack any issue with full energy risks a large, final burnout. I have to be careful. I am uninsured, with no savings working on little money and too much uncertainty. I only have two options: climb or drown. I have myself and whatever I have internally that has let me get this far. This is my rebellion.

This thread is exactly what I've been looking for. My periods have always been heavy, usually short (5 or so ish days) and BRUTAL. Hellacious cramps and nausea (more than once I've ended up just whining on the floor curled up), mood swings and brain fog, ridiculous food cravings. Movement is generally not my friend for the first three days, however with the confirmation that I am in fact gluten intolerant, I have the overwhelming feeling that things might improve once I start clearing things out of my system.

Week two has been a bit hellish. The Insanity stuff has been a little too rough on my system, so taking the F on that specific goal. However I've still been working out! So yes. Water is getting easier to drink, bills are annoying and hopefully I'll be able to get rent together without any drama this month. The no food after nine is getting easier, though I do have a really big urge to eat right after I leave work, no matter when it is.

Thanks for the encouragement. The fit test and the no food before 9 are proving difficult. Any retail working rebels who have tips about adapting a eating schedule to a randomly bouncing work schedule? Also, I can barely make it halfway through the insanity fit test without extreme exhaustion and some stuff has been making my knee feel awful as hell. Trying to finish week one strong.

Day 28 - No cigarettes, Day 24 - No Soda Maker preserve me, it is difficult to eat out and not get soda sometimes, especially when it is the first thing people offer in the beverage listing. Also, it's cheap as hell! Frustrating. I'm excited for my first 6 week challenge. It's mostly building good habits. I used to think I had trouble with momentum, but if I can smash this as hard as I smashed no cigarettes and no soda, I'll be a champion in no time.

SEQUENCE 1 The last few days had been a blur for the young woman. This had all started as she tried to go home from work - when suddenly the world exploded into over-exposed colors. Dirt, concrete and worse flew into the air, contrasted by the strange neon-purple sky. Not being one for sticking around during danger, she ran as hard as she could for as far she could go. Her chest burned as she cursed everything and as she felt something strike her head. She awoke to the comfort of her bed and a new text on her phone. Swallowing thickly, she made her way out of bed as stealthily as she could. After sweeping the apartment, she approached the 'R' marked envelope - weary but at least sure there were no intruders in her home. Begin Training. Take care not to injure yourself, but prepare - you're stronger than you think. - Insanity Fit Test, 4 days a week. Grade based on total sessions.- S Rank: 24. A Rank: 21-23 B Rank:16-20 C Rank: 14-16 D Rank: 12-14 F: Less than 12 Begin Triage. Sometimes the right thing at the wrong moment is worse than nothing at all. -No food past 9 pm. Grade based on total days- S Rank: 42 days. A Rank: 37-41. B Rank: 33-36. C Rank: 29-32. D Rank: 25-28. F: Less than 24. Begin the foundation. You have cut the poisons, but you must flush them out. - 72 oz. water a day aka 3 filled bottles. Grade based on total days.- S Rank: 42 days. A Rank: 37-41. B Rank: 33-36. C Rank: 29-32. D Rank: 25-28. F: Less than 24. Begin Accountability. You have run from even the most basic of obligations, fearlessness is not required - only that you face them with full strength. -Organize finances. Set up automatic payments for all bills that I can, pay all the rest ON TIME- S Rank: Pay all bills early, get rent without using grace period. A Rank: Pay all bills on time, Rent in grace period. C: Late on bills, use grace period. F: Late on Bills, Late on Rent. So, I hope you don't mind the writing thingy ahead of my goals. I'm very excited to be getting into all of this.

Happy New Year! Can I say the Shadok's are kind of the best thing ever? I can't stop laughing.

Happy 2013! Day 22 (lapse 1) - No Cigarettes, Day 18 - No Soda So, NYE Party. Ate well, maintained record of no hangover, no soda, but I did have a cigarette. I don't really have a desire for them sober, so that's really all I need to watch for. Also this article is a god send

December 25 Day 16 - No Cigarettes, Day 12 - No Soda Merry Christmas!!!

December 20 I think I've hit a mental turning point as far as what my brain craves in adversity: I don't want cigarettes. I don't even want sweets. I want to be able to get a job that pays more that $8.50 and hour part-time, I want to afford food, I want to be able to work out with out pain. Not in the greatest place mentally right now, but I can say at the very least I haven't broken down and caved on quitting. Day 11- No Cigarettes, Day 7 - No Soda.