This weekend was crazy. I washed my windows just like I said I would. What I never could have guessed was just how physical that actually is. I mean, yeah, it's not sedentary. Yeah, it's doing something. But if you'd asked me last Friday when I was talking about doing said activity, what I thought the calorie burn would be like, I would have estimated that it would turn out to be a 2400-2500 day. A little more than my average but not "high". And I would have been massively wrong.
I have started not wearing GoBe at night. Slowly weening myself, so to speak. So Saturday I wore GoBe from 7am until 8pm. And in those 13 hours I burned over 3200 calories.
Insanity! Washing windows is way more physical than I thought. I mean...it feels like you are doing nothing. Yeah, I was on my feet straight from 7am through til around noon. And just being up is good for the ol' calorie burning machine. And I was walking around my house - like literally, around it. Not inside wandering around - like outside, walking around and around in circles. For a total of two miles of walking. And I was balancing on grass and rock in addition to soft mulch and concrete. Not anything major there, not claiming it is, but the different surfaces do draw on different muscles for stability, that's the only thing I'm saying.
Insanity. 3200 calories.
And the house is gleaming! Gorgeous. Absolutely brightened it all up and made the house look fresher. It's amazing what clean windows can do.
I moved in my house a little over four years ago and this was the first time the windows have been done. I didn't want to the first two years I was here because construction was still going on and that would have just been a losing battle. I meant to get it done last year and just never did - the gorgeous weather days made us go do fun stuff. But this weekend, with hubby working and the temperatures just perfect and the humidity non-existent and the breezes blowing softly, it just couldn't have worked out better.
What's crazy is my neighbor helped. So if I'd done it all all by my little ol' self....would that have been 6000 calories?
I don't want to know. I loved the company and it actually made for a fantastic morning and day.
That's my first wow.
My second wow is not filled with warm fuzzies.
I went to that same neighbors to watch the Texans and for dinner last night. Good football game. BAD dinner experience.
If I thought I'd been stuck before I was seriously seriously wrong!
She cooked a chicken in one of those nu-wave thingies. First time I've ever had a chicken from one of those and while it was cooked well and flavored wonderfully, I don't know about the nu-wave thingy. She also sauteed zucchini and had some butter beans and corn on the cob.
I had a bite or two of chicken and chewed like I normally do. I eat a lot of chicken nowadays and I never have problems with chicken. I had a bite or two of zucchini (sauteed is good but it's certainly not my preference). I had another bite or two of chicken. And it felt like it was going down slowly. So I waited. And I felt my typical gurgle. So I took another bite of chicken. More zucchini.
And then I waited. And I waited. And I waited. And I gave my hubby the rest of my chicken (I'd eaten about a half of a leg at this point). And then I took a small serving of butter beans. Enough for about four or five bites. And I waited and I waited. And I felt alright...
So I took a bite of butter beans. Alright. Took another bite. Eh...this aint good. Wait wait wait. Nope. Oh, ok, there it goes. Another bite of butter beans.
Nope. We are done. So I did more of my typical...wait wait wait. Nope. Get up, walk around while neighbor, her daughter and my hubby chat chat chat. They are trying to pretend like I'm alright - and so am I. Walk walk walk. Nope. Stretch walk jump walk walk walk. Nope. I walked around neighbor's house for about twenty minutes - usually plenty of time and walking to jar something loose. Nothing.
Ok...bathroom time. I've never had to go to the bathroom with a "stuck" episode. But I was making them nervous - and vice versa. So in the bathroom...turns out...both ends are vying for attention. So I deal with the more adamant end. Flush, wash hands, back to the toilet...and a whole gob of slime comes up. At this point, hubby knocks on the door and wants to know if all is ok. I've never done this before and he's never seen this before and he wants to help.
I spend a few more minutes in the bathroom and only slime comes up. I am now realizing I HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED SLIME thus far. I'm a week away from six months in and this is my first slime.
Wow.
I feel like I might be better so I wander back out to the table. Sit down. NOPE!
Stand up. NOPE!
At this point, my house, which is just across the street, is calling me. So, unable to really talk, I try to thank my neighbor for her hospitality. And she says no problem, hope you feel better and go.
So I go. Walking fast but not too fast. Not fast enough - seems like a problem...too fast...makes the problem seem a lot worse. I make it home and into my bedroom and into my bathroom and into my water closet and I pray. And up comes the first round. Butter beans. Up comes the second round...more butter beans. And finally, with a pop and a heave, up comes the last round - a piece of well chewed chicken.
I GOT STUCK ON CHICKEN! Dangit.
Only thing that was different about it was that nu-wave thingy. I have never had a problem with chicken. Where other things have been problematic at times, chicken has never given me an issue. So I'm not blaming this on the chicken, I'm blaming it on the nu-wave. I don't know how or why, but as much as I don't know the hows or whys, that's the part of last night's chicken that was different than any other chicken I've ever eaten and been fine with.
Anywho...once that chicken was up, I was all better.
But all those times I thought I'd been stuck...uh...nope. Not even slightly. What's weird is I have not had a fill since June and I've had 0.2cc's taken back out, in August. I was thinking I might be ready for a smidge of a fill when I have my appt next week (on the 15th) but I'm thinking...uh...no. My serving sizes are still alright...I just wanted to try and see if I could get a little more aggressive...but...uh...NO!
I'm gonna be quiet for the rest of the week. And I'm not reading, either. That might be a lie - I might get to do some reading on my iphone ap thingy...but commenting is not likely to happen. If I can stay caught up that would be great, but I'll be back in full force next week. I hope everyone has a fantastic week! I plan to!!!

Ugh...slime!
ReplyDeleteIt sucks doesn't it? I hope all is well now.
ReplyDeleteNote to self: Stay away from Nuwave Chicken! I guess it might dry it out too much? I'm hoping I never have one of those episodes, but I'm sure it'll happen sooner or later.
ReplyDeleteOh boy this sounds familiar. The slime is gross, I get it more than an actual PB. Hope you feel better.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh I have been smack dab in the middle of your stuck episode. It's like you were writing my story! haha yes it's very frightening and I always feel suffocated like I can't breathe until it's gone. SCARY! Glad you made it through ok.
ReplyDeleteI always have a problem with Chicken, I'm not sure what nuwave is, but I don't want it! Feel better.
ReplyDeleteso sorry to hear about your stuck episode. welcome to the club though. all part of being on the losers bench with the bandsters i think. it does suck though. it feels like having a heart attack with an elephant on your chest. sorry you had to experience it though. even more sorry that it ruined your evening.
ReplyDeleteStuck...ugh...the worst! Sliming is unpleasant enough, but when you add in the stuck, blech!
ReplyDeleteNuwave chicken...sounds like something else I am adding to my stay away list!
Hope you are feeling better!
Joanne