philosopher

I must admit, I have passed through many hard times, in the past three years; and when you feel like  you need a pause, bad news strike again and you are back into an emotional rollercoaster you hoped not to relive again. During these last years, my husband and I have both lost our mothers, and dealt with serious health problems, just when we felt to have recovered from a long , and useless, battle against infertility. Then, about three weeks ago, one of closest friends faced the devastating diagnosis of a brain tumor. He will undergo a biopsy this Friday, and since December he has completely lost his sight, which is a terrible loss for anybody, and especially for a teacher like him (and us) who relies on his eyes for the greatest part of his day. We go to the hospital every other day. Every time we try to cheer him up, and every time we go back feeeling more and more helpless. So this evening me and my husband splurged on pizza, a coke and a wonderful piece of cake. (the coke alone probably counts for the 50 minutes of free weights I did today). Because we needed this kind of confort: good food and a good conversation.

Never mind, tomorrow I will have only proteins, fruit and vegetables, and I will try to be back on track soon.

My workout log: on April 28, I walked to and from office (1 mile and a half) and did my morning yoga; today April 29, yoga, and 50 minutes of weights ( an old video from The Firm, one of the few things that can fatigue my muscles for real)

Today I have put my running shoes on, drove 20 miles from home, and for the first time in months , I was back jogging. It was awfully hard. First because of a recent fall ( in the mall someone let drop a bottle of olive oil and I fell down like a middle aged cartoon - the mall insurance paid my ruined Prada shoes, though) I  still have  a trembling knee, so I ran slowly, and second, I felt sooo heavy ( and old, but that’s another story). But hey, I logged 20 minutes of running among a 40 minutes walk-run affair, not bad. And today I drove so far, because   I wanted to bathe in nature, and  the River Po Natural Park in Frassineto, with trees in full bloom and herons, and hares, and of course our biggest river in Italy, was really peaceful. In Alessandria, we had a nice running trail along river Tanaro Banks. Unfortunately, in order to make place to our outer motorway ring, all the trees on the board have been cut.  So there is no more than a hint of shadow, unless you go early in the morning (which i something I really can’t do, I’ m definetly not a morning person.). For the rest of the day, you burn ( In summer, when it can become really hot and humid here, it can be dangerous)
Tomorrow i’l be back to work, so I’ll seee what fits in my schedule.

And thanks thanks for every comment and cheers  :)) (super big smile)

Ok, that’s it, I have begun my morning yoga routine again. Just afew stretches, but I feel good ( and my back too…)

Ok, it’s april 25, a major holiday in Italy, it’s night, and instead of going to sleep, which I most need, I’m here to write. Not a great opening line, but I need to tell someone, even someone I have never met, that I’m on a diet- again! Which diet, I don’t know yet, since my appointment with our ( my husband’s and mine) dietician is scheduled in two weeks, and I have to see my other doctor - the -one- that- is -in- love- with- my- thyroid, next week - Oh and it’s tax time… just to add insult to insult. That is, stress makes me fat.

Here it is: a list of thing to think about, for me, before goin to sleep: taxes, thyroid, diets, nazi dieticians (mine is- I joke, he is a really nice man , and a great doctor, we now refer to him instead of our GP) and people like my girlfriend who neve, ever went on a diet…

Good night, for me, and have a good day, you, on the other side of the ocean.