Lots to write about, so little time.
EMG went... umm, it went. Gotta call back for results on Monday.
Lasix is kicking my ass. It's not quite as bad as it was starting Diamox, but I know I'm in for a loooooooong journey trying to acclimate myself to this new adjustment.
Rough ass day at the gym yesterday, it didn't help any that my eating habits were shit. Scale said 260.5 this morning but I refuse to believe that. There's NO FUCKIN WAY I gained two pounds, I haven't even consumed enough calories to gain two pounds not to mention my physical activity has been through the roof.
How is it that I'm on two diuretics and I'm still having to account for water retention? Fml.
I stepped up my game on the treadmill today. It was horrible running (pretty sure this is from the Lasix) but I moved my speed to 4.1 so I've broken my mile time below 15:00. 14:47 to be exact. Slowly but surely.
I had a WHAT THE FUCK moment on the elliptical. I finished two miles in under 22 minutes. I averaged 10:50 per mile, which officially matches my fastest EVER at LEVEL ONE. I'm at level four.
So even though the scale is fighting with me, all the other machines I've used today are not. ROCKSTAR. It's frustrating having to be careful knowing that Lasix is well on its way to ravaging my body after only a day. The solution: I did an hour of pilates today too.
I haven't eaten anything today except for five chips in anticipation for the massive bowl of pasta I'll be ordering at dinner. Somehow I think it's perfectly justified.
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