We're still in Canmore house-sitting for Caity's parents, and I have picked up a brutal head cold that won't go away. With everything I've been through in the past six months, you'd think nothing would amaze me about my body, but the volume and colour of the snot that I blow out of my head on an hourly basis scares me. I wish I could describe the mucus to you in better detail, but basically it's the colour that makes you say "Oh crap, something is very wrong with me". It sounds like Caity is starting to get it as well, so hopefully I can shake this before Caity goes down for the count. It's hard enough taking care of the twins when we're both healthy (I use that word loosely for myself), but I'd hate to see what this place would be like if we both felt like I do now.
I'm starting to notice that I'm swimming in the old clothes that used to fit me so well. For last year's Stanley Cup Finals, I got a Calgary Flames shirt a size too small to show off my body, (I was 205 at the time and stronger than I've ever been in my life) and it's loose on me now. I've got to wear a belt with all of my pants and shorts, and I didn't really realize how much muscle I had lost until I started to notice myself in the mirror after a shower. I'm still a respectable 168, so I look like the average Joe, but there was something very empowering about always getting asked to move furniture or heavy boxes at work. I was the tough guy, the muscle man, and now I'm just another average Joe. Maybe I was overcompensating for being a skinny runt in highschool, but I enjoyed the fact that I had to buy special dress pants so that they'd fit my legs.
The twins are giving me a run for my money on a daily basis. Kayla's teeth finally broke through, and Ara doesn't seem to be fussing as much despite the absence of any teeth we can find. We're working on adding unsweetened applesauce to the diet, and so far they're both not dead or sick so it seems to be working. Other parents have told us to start with veggies so that they don't get used to the sweetness of fruit, but we tried strained peas a couple of days ago and they smelled so bad that I was disgusted. Healthy or not, I will not serve my kids something that I wouldn't eat myself.
Speaking of eating, I'm on par with what I should be eating now. I have been nausea free for two weeks now, and I've been working on incorporating snacks into my daily intake. Right now, I'm still eating whatever I want, and I seem to be holding my body weight for a change. I'm still holding off on any weights or hard cardio since I've made the mistake of trying too much too soon, but I figure that if I give my body a couple more weeks with a full tummy, I should be able to start back at some light weights and easy cardio. This is going to be very hard for my ego to swallow, but I'm going to set my dumbbells at five pounds and just go from there. Every week I'll add five pounds and that should put me back up to where I was before in oh......about two years. Sigh....
Well, since the kids are sleeping finally, it's time for my nap as well. I've started lying down every time the kids go down, and it seems to be helping with the energy levels. Oh, and despite the fact that I can't ride the motorcycle due to lack of insurance, I still have to start it every couple of days to charge the battery. Sitting on an running motorcycle, and not being able to ride it is possibly the most cruel and inhumane thing I can think of. It breaks my heart to know that I have to wait until Jim gets back before we can transfer ownership, AND INSURANCE to me. Damn you Jim, damn you for making me fall in love with that two wheeled monster.
Anyway, off to bed. Two naps in one day.....how sad.
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