So, it seems that either my face likes to break out once a month with cystic acne OR if that isn't happening (as MUCH) I'll get a fat-lip mucocole. I was thinking earlier this week: "My, this is a decent month for my acne - cool!" and then I woke up this morning with a swollen lip (it's not really noticeable - only be me if I look for it, but I can feel it). Right next to that slightly fat lip is a painful cyst-zit-thing (not like huge and visible, luckily). The left side of my chin has been expressing a low-grade ache all morning, to the point where I'm taking my cold diet coke can and sticking it on my chin for relief.
Fun, right? When did I enter puberty again? And if that is the case, then shouldn't I be 95 pounds without knee pain and a mortgage? Feh.
Last week I decided, for whatever reason, that I was going to start observing what I was eating. Actually, I think it was probably the result of seeing some pics of me that someone posted on FB and feeling like my weight has been creeping up and up. I hate that about Facebook. You get tagged on some nasti-ass photo of yourself and it's momentarily bums you out - not that I'm that superficial about my looks (because I'm not - I spend about 15 minutes getting ready in the morning and that includes showering). But it's annoying. Anyway, it's not like the creep up has been huge, just little a bit every year. If it continues, combined with age-related metabolism slow-down, I'll be overweight before I'm 40 - a pound a year is probably the gain I've seen since I got hitched. Really, for my height, I should not be any more than where I am now which is hovering at 120. I think my knees would be happier running at 110 (which is still more than 10 pounds more than when I graduated from college).
So I started entering every dang thing I eat along with all my exercise and activity. On an average working day where I don't workout, I have maybe 1700 calories I can eat. And you know what? I realized I was easily eating that and usually more. Two pints of beer is like 500 calories! I was doing that several times a week. I had to consciously eat less to stay at that number of under it. I was surprised, honestly. But clearly I have been eating 300 calories or more every day for years and probably have only gained the bit that I have because I train for races every few months. But it's not all that fun to bust your ass 20+ miles a week training for a half marathon and not lose anything (when there is some to lose, even if it's just a few pounds). Now I realize it's because I was just eating more than I should be.
Speaking of running, I've been roped by some pals into running the Long Beach Half marathon in October. I've always wanted to do that race - it's nice and flat with great scenery. And then I volunteered myself into doing a 15K on July 4th. Back on the runnin' wagon!