Confession time. This morning at my gym there was a free nutritional / weight loss assessment… I didn’t want the weight loss assessment, but I wanted to know my muscle mass. Cue problem: that requires one’s weight. I tried to resist the allure, but I failed at that. That I didn’t collapse in paroxysms of tears probably means that I’m in trouble. So now I know my muscle mass / body fat percentage / water weight. All of which is probably a load of bull anyway. How exactly has this enhanced my life?!
Last night, my dad actually did get back in time for me to go to the pool. I was so happy because I thought that I’d finally get a chance to decompress from a crappy day, but since it just wasn’t my day, I got there to find out that the pool was closed for repairs!! So much for that. I’m hoping that I got all the “bad day” stuff over with for the week, and that the rest of it will be better.
This morning I decided that I don’t care if this is juvenile, I’m wearing boots so nobody will see them anyway and I need something cheerful. So I dug my Tweety socks out of my drawer!
Quick appointment recap… the urologist was actually really nice. It’s too bad I had to sit and wait to see him for nearly two hours, though! He said it’s not uncommon in people who had this problem when they were kids, but it’s treatable and blah blah blah… so now I get to have a really uncomfortable test done in June. Yay. Oh, but guess what else I found out?? … Urologist, urinalysis, they kind of go hand in hand… and apparently I have protein in my urine. Which is obviously not a very good thing. But this scares the crap out of me because my mom just had a massive kidney stone attack before we went to Israel, and honestly, I’d rather shoot myself in the eye than go through that. I have to give him a random repeat sample in a couple of weeks to see whether it was just a fluke… if it wasn’t, I get a referral to a nephrologist. Whee. I don’t have time for these things!! Oh, yeah, and the nurse told me that my acid level is high and that I should drink more… I nearly fell off my chair. I’m practically made of water already!
As for my nutritionist appointment… I wasn’t “fired,” but I am embarrassed to say that I manipulated things (to be euphemistic!!) … it’s so stupid, I’m not paying for treatment to pull crap like that!! I’m really only shortchanging myself by not being honest, and that has got to stop. Like, NOW.
There are certain things I really wish I liked (i.e., cottage cheese!) … some of them I never, ever will, like fish. But I keep trying to like nuts. And this seems to have helped… because I think I might like them.
And finally, a PSA for apple lovers!! I didn’t actually end up eating this one, because I was too busy steaming in the urologist’s waiting room, but still. Run out to your nearest supermarket and try to find Jazz apples, and if they don’t stock them, demand that they do so!! I can honestly say that these are the best apples I’ve ever tasted in my life. Before I found them, I loved Braeburns and Fujis — and what do you know, the Jazz apple is a hybrid between the two. So run run run!!