Hi. My name is Kiss My Blarney and I am an emotional eater. Until you start eating right and go through something you may never know if you are or not. You have to be SUPER aware of your eating habits. Damn. I don't think I really ever wanted to find out.
So, since my last blog, my last living Grandma passed away and I got married. The night that I found out my Grandma was basically on her last night was rough. It was a complete surprise. I was doing great with my eating and working out. All I wanted was a huge muffin and a sweet drink. I have resisted eating those huge oversized muffins for almost a month. I caved. I had one. And it was good. But afterward I felt bad. I shouldn't use life events to rationalize my eating habits. Not only did I start eating for comfort I also for the first time truly felt the urge to not work out. It wasn't there. I know when you are sick you don't feel like working out. This was different. There was no drive to do anything. That's a rough feeling. Looking back maybe if I forced myself to workout I would have felt better, maybe not. All I could imagine doing at that point was going home, laying down, and just being. It was a really rough time and there are still going to be rough moments. It's not something that is going to go away, especially the week before I got married. I will always remember that. I know the healing process will take a while.
Rest In Peace Grandma R. I really hope you are proud of me in my life.
Now on to happier moments. I got married! It was a flash. A whole week of crazy: not much sleeping, last minute working, seeing lots of people I haven't seen, and a WHOLE lot of not working out. I know I know. But it's hard to drive 30 minutes to work to workout when I am on vacation. I brought workout clothes on the honeymoon, but no gym. I tried!!! So my husband is thinking of getting his personal trainer certification. I really hope he does. Now when you picture him ( I give you permission) he is not a big person, he is quite fit. He used to be, but that is his story to tell not mine. I am so proud of the lifestyle he lives and I know that he will help me in the way that I need it most and always support me. He is going to try to research my hypermobility and come up with exercises that will help and not hinder me. Isn't he amazing! :)
So I have been wearing a pair of Nike shoes that are a little tight on my toes and just overall not the best. My husband took me running shoe shopping! Not that I "run" but working out I need shoes to support my feet and knees. I had a huge meltdown over the price of shoes. HOLY CRAP. Running shoes are expensive. We went to Dick's Sporting Goods and after the freak out and getting him his crazy minimalist running shoes, we decided to go to Shoe Carnival and see what they had for a little cheaper. I ended up getting some New Balance shoes. (Funny thing, I had forgot the brand of his until I put my box next to his and realized we got the same brand!) I had no idea what to look for in a running shoe. Granted this is a trail and error process. The shoes I got may or may not be the right ones. But they seemed the best for me. The have enough support that my feet feel cushy when I jump or jog in place. The shoes are light enough that I don't feel like I have bricks on my feet. And most important to me, the shoe breathes. Yes, those of you with imagination will see in your head a shoe that has a lung and breathes. I never realized the difference of a shoe that breathed and one that didn't until I had two difference shoes on. The one I ended up getting kept my foot at a more even temperature. I am assuming it has to do with Raynaud's. I can't stand when my feet got hot. Hopefully this will help. I will keep you guys posted on the shoes!
~ <3 Kiss My Blarney
