I love me some bottom feeders.

I made myself a mess of shrimp for dinner, cooked in a teeny bit of olive oil, a ton of garlic (c'mere, gimme a kiss!), a smidge of butter because it's just NEEDED, and some wine. I ate a whole THREE of them. And every single one was NOM. The leftovers will be NOM tomorrow.

Sadly, there's only about 1 g protein in one medium shrimp. What a ripoff!

Can't really is a word, and I'm OK with that. Just don't tell my kids.

I'm having a really difficult time getting both enough hydration AND enough protein. I just can't do it, when I try on both it makes me want to puke. I'm fairly sure it's because it's so freakin' hot out, I've never been an eater when it's hot. So right now, I'm choosing hydration. I'm doing my best to eat about 10 g protein and drink one protein source a day, which would put me at about half of what I need. Even that, though, makes me want to puke.

I also can't eat or drink for at least an hour and a half after I get up. It's like my pouch is too tight, or something. I take my Synthroid as soon as I get up and even that sip of water to wash it down wants to come back up. I took it about 30 minutes ago and I can still feel it. It's wierd.

I can't eat scrambled eggs to save my life, either. I've tried several times, and each time I end up with that awful diverticulitis-type pain in my left side. I'm making sure to chew chew chew like we're constantly told to do, but it doesn't help. No matter how soft they are, scrambled eggs are just a no-go. I'm going to have to try poached eggs and see how that goes.

I also learned last week the folly of pushing too hard on getting started on exercise again. Monday, I did 12 minutes on the elliptical. Yay me! Used to be that even 5 minutes was too much. Tuesday, I thought I got my ass kicked in Zumba. It was fun, but I don't think I've EVER sweated that much! I lost 2 pounds that day!!! Wednesday, I did my first run for the Couch to 5K program, and I managed to run EVERY SINGLE INTERVAL. Yay me again! Buuuuuuut...I had started out with pain in my left side to begin with, and running definitely didn't help. Thursday I was still hurting on my left side, but I went to Zumba again anyway. This time, Zumba really did kick my ass. When I got home I crashed (didn't sleep well the night before anyway, ended up sleeping on the sofa), I couldn't even make myself take a shower. When I woke up I went to roll over and it was like something exploded in my gut. Graceful Meg that I am...I managed to tear ANOTHER FREAKIN' MUSCLE IN MY ABDOMEN. This time it was higher than the first, and a muscle that gets used more often. Good doG this sucks!!!

So this week I think I'm going to skip Zumba and do water aerobics. I'm hoping that I can stand running again, because I really want to do this Couch to 5K thing. My plan is:

Monday: elliptical in the morning, at least 20 minutes, and fast walking in the evening.
Tuesday: water aerobics, C25K in the evening
Wednesday: weights, fast walking in the evening
Thursday: water aerobics, C25K in the evening
Friday: elliptical, fast walking in the evening
Saturday: lazy day, C25K in the evening
Sunday: lazy day, fast walking in the evening

Huh. I should print that out and post it somewhere where I'll actually see it and FOLLOW it.

I didn't fall over dead, there may be hope after all!!!

Yesterday I got back on the exercise groove, and did a whole 12 minutes on the elliptical machine at the Y. Today I went to Zumba. I'm still ALIVE!! It was pretty fun, even thought it's been over half an hour since I got out and I'm still sweating like a may-un. Time for a cold shower.

I do need to get new shoes though, which sucks, because the ones I've got are new. But my little toe on my right foot keeps squishing under, I think the toe box is too tight or something. Sam's has some men's Reeboks on sale for $25, maybe those will work. I'm sick of constantly having to get new shoes because I have funkified feet.