Nervous.

Yesterday I went on a nice little ride up and down the hills around my neighborhood. It was a nice ride, but I'm still so unused to working up hills that I nearly threw up. Still, I finished all 8.4 miles. Before I left, I was concerned about the temp, and Husband offered to let me use his cycling tights. Husband, himself, has lost 50 pounds this past year. In the history of our marriage never, ever, was I able to "swap" any type of clothing with him. Not socks, pants - nothing. Maybe a hat. In any case, the tights were comfortable. Not exactly tight-like, but very comfortable. I loved wearing these things. So maybe if he stays at his current weight and I stay at mine we can save money on winter workout clothing.

I'm very nervous about tomorrow's procedure. It's made me kind of bitchy all week. I'm not sure why. At first, I thought it might have been because of the child thing. Ater tomorrow I can never, ever again have a child. Of course, I already have three of them, the youngest being 15 and oldest being 22, and let's face it--even being home with 4 needy cats is taxing these days, but still...no, I don't think that's it. I'm not worried about dying, because the worst potential complication could be burns on my thighs. I think that mostly I'm worried about potential pain and being sick. Before the procedure, I had something called an endometrial biopsy which, if you have the choice, I suggest skipping. It was fairly unpleasant. Ever since then, I've been nervous about this procedure. Then there's the MVTC sprint this weekend, which I need to attend to keep up my point in the SWCS, but if the signs aren't right by Saturday, I can't compete in, because the swim could be dangerous.
I'm going to go try to work off some of my nervousness with a hill run and then some coffee, and then go down for a swim. Maybe later I'll do another bike ride.

For the rest of today, I'll be drinking miso soup and fruit juices, and then fasting after midnight, so here's my calorie consumption so far this week.