What's Your Most Recent NSV

Geneveremfp wrote: »

It made me a bit sad even though it's irrational.

Totally empathise with that feeling. Toddlers are really unaware of how hurtful some comments can be though. They see, they say. I've had everything from comments about my (then) weight to comments about my (inherited) prematurely-grey (now from a bottle blond) hair to "Did you see any dinosaurs when you were little?". And worse.

But these comments are made in one moment and forgotten by the children in the next. They don't know how to be offensive and hurtful when they are tiny. As I said, they see, they say. Without thinking because at that age they just don't have the experience or brain capacity to understand.

When I've thrown these comments back at my now-teenage children, they have been mortified that they even said it, especially as they don't remember making the comments in the first place. We just laugh about it now. Especially the dinosaur comments . . .

I’ve relocated for the summer and have some new running trails to enjoy. I did 7K yesterday, my previous longest run has been just shy of 5K since restarting C25K in January.

And I found my old Tomtom watch (last run registered in 2014...) which informed me that the 7K was at an avg pace of 8min/km - the same pace I’ve had on my other 5K loops. I’m excited!!

I’m now aiming for the 10K before I head back home in august, and hoping for some pace improvements as well.

My turnout gear is getting too big! These used to fit snug. Grateful for my suspenders.

Collar bones are making themselves known again

My NSV is not dying!

On the evening of Thursday, 21st May I was admitted to NHS Broad Green Heart & Chest Hospital with chest pain. After 48 hours in hospital, an MRI of my heart & an angiogram, I was diagnosed with myopericarditis, an inflammation of the sack surrounding my heart, caused by a silent heart attack that occurred sometime on Tuesday.

So... I had an actual heart attach. A blockage of an artery that damaged heart muscle. A silent heart attack means it wasn’t severe; not life threatening but definitely life changing. This damaged heart muscle was rubbing against the pericardium which caused the inflammation & pain of the my pericarditis.

I am now under the care of St Helens Cardiac Rehab Centre, albeit over the telephone (because I fall to pieces so fast people get hit by the shrapnel), and will have to wait until the current COVID-19 crisis is over before I have a face-to-face appointment with a nurse or cardio-physiotherapist. I’ve been prescribed statins & aspirin (for life) & no grapefruit (yikes!). But after a month sick leave & instructions not to do anything too strenuous for at least three months, I went back to work this week.

May the gods bless the NHS.

I am old, fat and defective.

Monday was the first day of the rest of my life and I have to reset, readjust, refocus & restart. I weighed myself to give me a starting point, walked the dog for the first time in weeks. Prepare myself mentally with mindfulness techniques and went to work. I will not be stressed about returning after a month off because my team is capable & reliable, & I can trust them to keep calm & carry on in my absence.

I am lucky, I am alive. I have TMBWITW who loves, cares & puts up with me & I have my dogs Pippin & Meri who love me unconditionally. I am in a better position than some people and I can do something about my health.

Be excellent to each other 🤙🏻 because when that ambulance door shut to blues & twos me to the Hospital I thought I'd never see TMBWITW again...

My corset closes completely at the back, not even tight-lacing. It won't be long before it's too big! My other clothes are ones that aren't affected by the loss so far (wrap skirts and spandex-y shirts), so the corset is the only one I notice the difference on.

I'm also still weirded out by being able to feel the bones in my thighs. The padding has always been too much to feel the bones until recently, but now it's loosening up!

I tried on jeans and then a dress that I haven't worn in months and they were both loose! 😊😊

400 pound deadlift!!! Freaking finally! I've been chasing that number for over two years.

KIND of a scale victory? But the part that's MY victory has nothing to do with the scale, so I'll share

My husband has been trying to lose weight for a good year now, to no avail. He's tried "everything," except for tracking calories. That was the one thing he did NOT want to do, even though he watched me have great success with it. He just wouldn't have it.
Last week he opened up about his struggles with his weight again. I assured him that I loved him regardless, but if he was willing to commit to just 7 days of calorie tracking, that I would help him with it and I promised he would see a drop if he took it seriously.
He has taken it seriously! He's lost 7 lbs in 5 days. He understands that much of it is probably water weight at this point, but this is the most significant numerical progress he's ever seen, so he's excited and now he doesn't want to stop.
I'm so excited for him. He's my best friend and I love him so much. I just want him to see himself in the way that I do, and I know this will be a huge transformation for him, not only physically but mentally.

not sure if super visible but... same weight, 2 months apart

I just got back from my "annual" physical exam. Annual is in quotes because I was a bad boy and skipped the last two. The lab work won't be in for a few days, but my BP was significantly down from where it was when I last saw him. I figured it would be because I've been tracking it and had seen it go down as I lost weight. As a bonus, I stood tall when they measured my height, and I got that half or 3/4 inch back. This improved my calculated BMI by 0.4 points. That is GREAT news because it means I'm at my goal. Oh my.

Then he told me I'm one of his healthiest fifty-xx year old patients, and he has LOTS of fifty-xx year old patients. Wow.

He also told me I'm totally healthy enough to keep diving, and he signed my form so the aquarium will let me continue as a volunteer.

The following is kind of scale related, but only tangentially so including it here. Skip it if you don't want to read about scales:

I'm thinking I should take the afternoon off to celebrate.

My bathrobe is getting so roomy it almost won't wrap right.

brittanystebbins95 wrote: »

KIND of a scale victory? But the part that's MY victory has nothing to do with the scale, so I'll share

My husband has been trying to lose weight for a good year now, to no avail. He's tried "everything," except for tracking calories. That was the one thing he did NOT want to do, even though he watched me have great success with it. He just wouldn't have it.
Last week he opened up about his struggles with his weight again. I assured him that I loved him regardless, but if he was willing to commit to just 7 days of calorie tracking, that I would help him with it and I promised he would see a drop if he took it seriously.
He has taken it seriously! He's lost 7 lbs in 5 days. He understands that much of it is probably water weight at this point, but this is the most significant numerical progress he's ever seen, so he's excited and now he doesn't want to stop.
I'm so excited for him. He's my best friend and I love him so much. I just want him to see himself in the way that I do, and I know this will be a huge transformation for him, not only physically but mentally.

This is some of the most romantic stuff I've read all year. You both are great helpers to each other!

nothing feels better than the loose capris I wore today, decided to split the choc chip cookie with husb at Subway, decided it was not worth it to eat the whole thing, different for me.

Following a minor surgery last month, I wasn't able to exercise and, as a result, allowed myself too many "why not" days. My NSV? I'm back on track with exercising and calorie counting...and back to my pre-surgery weight.