Just like riding a bike!

I didn’t make official new year’s resolutions. I’ve tried that before and failed. Badly. However, there are a few things I’ve been trying to get motivated to do, and one of them is to get more exercise. I like walking, but going for a good invigorating walk isn’t so easy with kids who don’t want to go for long walks. I also have this thing about needing to go walking for a reason (other than just to get exercise) - but there isn’t always a reason to go anywhere every day. DH isn’t usually home early enough to either come with us as a family or stay with the kids and let me go alone. Finally, summer here isn’t nice for walking anywhere for most of the day.

I’ve decided I have to stop making excuses. I now have my parents’ old manual (that sounds funny when talking about something you operate with your feet, but you know what I mean - non-motorised) treadmill, so I have no reason not to walk when it’s hot outside (although it needs some minor adjustments, having been stored away for a while). And now I have a bike.

My old bikeA few months ago, my parents brought me my old bike that they had been storing ever since I had stopped riding it. It has been years since I rode a bike. That bike. I had asked them if I could have it back. They were happy to be rid of it. They had already tried to sell it, but nobody had been interested. So it’s been sitting in our garage ever since. It’s still in pretty good condition, and it was a good bike to begin with.

So we finally decided to see what we could do with it. I bought some tyres and tubes, and DH installed those, and played with the gears and brakes. OK, so it’s not new, it’s not exactly the most up-to-date model, but it’s mine. And it works.

The kids were very excited watching the process. When DH and I are on foot we slow them down. They even helped me choose a helmet - which I admit I kind of enjoyed too, since the last helmet I had was my first, a Stackhat that came in three colours at the time. I remember being so envious when other kids started getting the new streamlined helmets and I was still stuck with my safety yellow/orange Stackhat… actually that’s probably around the time I stopped riding my bike. Hmmm… unresolved issues???

Anyway… last weekend we went for a ride to the bike park nearby. I was terribly anxious about riding in public where people I know might see me!!! However, once we got going I remembered how much fun it really was. They’re right. Once you’ve ridden a bike you don’t forget how to do it. And the boys wanted to race me, which was kind of fun - although it’s only a small bike track, and those corners were a bit tight for my big wheels on my first outing. That’s my excuse for them beating me. ;)

After some more fiddling with gear problems, it seems to be working pretty well. On Saturday we took the boys to explore another local bike path. I wasn’t brave enough to ride that day, so the boys rode while DH and I walked/jogged/ran/yelled after them. Yesterday, the boys and I rode, and poor DH had to do the walking/running on his own. Today, DS1 and I left the others at home while we tested how quickly we could complete the same course.

Small steps… but I’m hoping for bigger progress this year.

Permalink Monday, 12 January, 2009 10:30 pm, by Mamma Email , 607 words, Categories: Motivation, Health, Bike , Leave a comment »

Thyroid Awareness Week

Thyroid Awareness Week 2008

 

 

 

 

 

This week, in Australia anyway, is Thyroid Awareness Week. I don’t agree with everything they say on this site, but for more information, please click here.

I haven’t really explained this much yet, but the reason I chose the butterfly as my theme for this blog is because I started out my most recent health investigations with a focus on my thyroid. Since then I’ve been looking at a lot of other issues, but the thyroid was the springboard. The Australian Thyroid Foundation uses a gold bow (because of the shape of the thyroid gland) but other organisations use the butterfly (again, because of the shape). I’m sure I’ve seen a website for an organisation that specifically uses a purple butterfly for thyroid cancer, but I can’t find it now… purple is the colour used for thyroid cancer awareness. That was just coincidence - I like purple, so I chose purple.

Permalink Sunday, 1 June, 2008 12:00 am, by Mamma Email , 156 words, Categories: Health, Awareness , Leave a comment »

Detox

I had a funny thought today. Actually, it wasn’t so funny, and it was accompanied by more fantasies of hysterectomy (and further thoughts wondering what other horrible ways my body would find to detox if it came to that). Oh, not sure if I already mentioned that detox is what we’ve decided is happening. Again, not going into too many details, but my body seems to like a particular method.

Anyway, I was thinking about how we spend so much time abusing our bodies, either intentionally or due to ignorance about what is really good for us, and may have various issues with that. Then, we educate ourselves a bit, try to make some positive changes, and then we’re hit with the real punishment for our past sins… Detox. Right now, detox is making me want to go back to ignorance. It seems unfair. I started to wonder if I should just go back to the way I was before, and just keep the toxins where they are. I even had a coffee this morning to remind myself of what I’m missing. In a takeaway paper cup with a plastic lid. Yay - phytoestrogens and xenoestrogens all in the one hot comfort drink. Good thinkin’ 99… Did I not mention that I’m trying to avoid those? Mind you, I’ve been doing pretty well - since my “last coffee”, I’ve had the equivalent of one organic fair trade coffee at home last Sunday (Mothers Day doesn’t count, right?) and the one takeaway one today. Sunday’s was social, today’s was frustration and desperation. And it didn’t fix those anyway.

I’m just tired of this. I know they say that it can get worse before it gets better. I know that positive efforts pay off in the end… eventually. I know I don’t have to like it for it to be doing something good. I know this is just frustration and exhaustion talking. I just want to be able to go and siphon off the toxins somewhere and instantly feel better. Is that too much to ask? It’s not like I’m asking for immortality…

See, the trouble is that I still don’t really know what I’m doing. I have so many web pages bookmarked, pages printed out, opinions from my doctor and homoeopath (and anybody else who has offered their opinions) that my head is spinning (and I was already feeling dizzy from the low iron!) I still don’t know whether to avoid all phytoestrogens, or avoid the “strong” ones and keep the “weak” ones - or even whether to just avoid some of the phytoestrogen sub-groups. And then there’s the iron, and the various things that can inhibit iron absorption. Somewhere in the middle there’s a crossover of good mineral sources vs phytoestrogens.

For example, sprouting seeds and grains increases their nutritional value, vitamins, enzymes, various good things; reduces/eliminates phytates (which block nutrient absorption in the body)… but it also hugely increases their phytoestrogen levels - and I haven’t yet worked out if that’s a good thing, in my case. It seems that eliminating all phytoestrogens from the diet means I miss out on lots of goodness too. So I’m back to wondering if certain phytoestrogens are actually beneficial, and I need to go back through that pile of pages I printed out…

It was so much easier in the land of blissful ignorance - not healthier, but easier…

Permalink Friday, 16 May, 2008 9:22 pm, by Mamma Email , 567 words, Categories: Rantings, Health , Leave a comment »

Nothing to see here...

Literally. Apparently there is no evidence of fibroids, cysts or other bad things. Quite frankly, when I look at the scans, I can’t even see a uterus! I’ve never been good at those scans. The word “normal” is used in the report (twice) and “no pathology” too. I was almost disappointed, since it was not a pleasant afternoon’s visit, and I felt like I should have at least got some sort of answer out of all that effort. When you turn up early, find out they’re running very behind schedule and you’ve prepared very well (i.e. drunk lots of water) it’s not fun. The poor receptionist was very apologetic. But at least we’ve ruled out Very Bad Things. Oh, and there’s no baby either (not that I expected one).

DH didn’t quite understand my frustration. In his mind, I’m pretty sure all he could hear all afternoon was the echo of his colleagues’ voices extolling the virtues of the hysterectomy. He said “It’s good news” - and yes, I agree, but when you rule out Bad Things you’re still left with Unanswered Questions. Hopefully I’ll answer some of those tomorrow when I ring the doctor to find out if the blood test results are back. It looks like I just have to get some imbalances sorted out, and we’ve started on that.

So, moving right along…

Thanks for the good thoughts, prayers and support.

Permalink Thursday, 8 May, 2008 9:26 pm, by Mamma Email , 235 words, Categories: Addiction , 1 comment »

Ultrasound tomorrow

I’ll keep this short and sweet. I have an ultrasound tomorrow to see what’s going on in my uterus. There, I’ve said it. ;)

Anyway, I’m not actually too worried (yet! I’ll see how I’m feeling after guzzling 1.5 litres of water before 2pm) but I’d really appreciate some positive thoughts and stuff.

Thanks.

Permalink Wednesday, 7 May, 2008 7:23 pm, by Mamma Email , 52 words, Categories: Medical tests, Health , 1 comment »

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