Somethings on a Sunday Afternoon

A few facts about me:


  • I like food.  A lot. I don't overeat, and I don't eat a lot of junk (no MSG, not much HFCS, not a lot of pre-packaged, prepared stuff), but I do like food.  My go-to foods for the past year or so are strawberry greek yogurt with granola, strawberries, and sometimes chia seeds; Kashi and Cascadian farms granola bars; water; Subway subs, and "real" (homemade) popcorn.
  • I'm not overweight because I like food.  I'm overweight because I didn't exercise much between 2003 and 2009. 
  • Although I know I'm overweight, I don't feel overweight. Why?  1-Believe it or not, I'm smaller than I was about 6 years ago. 2-I'm getting stronger all the time. 3-I exercise regularly and have set some pretty challenging fitness goals lately. 
  • My biggest health fear is developing pelvic floor issues. I've watched 2 friends suffer with the pain and emotional exhaustion caused by pelvic problems. I'm slowly learning about pelvic floor anatomy, but I don't dwell what my life would be like if I were in my friends' shoes. I can't bear to. My heart goes out to them. 
  • I have my own chronic health problem;  Myofascial trigger points. With the help of physical therapists and dry needling, I think I'm getting a handle on it. I think I've fought this for 5 years now. I want to win. 
  •  I like my job, am grateful for it, and am relatively content teaching science right now, but I envy my PT. One day after needling me & asking how I felt, she said, "Gosh, I love my job." I was envious. You see, I've been looking into a master's in athletic training, and it's gonna be a long road.  I have to prepare for and pass the NATA exam before I can enroll in a master's program. In order to do that, I probably need some refresher courses. And will I be perfectly happy being an athletic trainer?  Sometimes I think I'd rather go to PT school or study kinesiology.  Which both seem even more impractical than athletic training. I don't know what I want to be yet, and it's annoying. 
  • Even as I type the above, I know that I really just want to be the best parent I can be--but that doesn't minimize the fact that I love to learn and hope I can make a professional contribution. 
  • Sometimes I get tired of analyzing things, and other times I'm glad I'm analytical. 

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