ED Recovery Anti-Progress

So I knew I gained a lot of weight over Christmas and I was afraid to see my nutritionist. I finally went yesterday, and it sucked giant hairy donkey balls. I gained 7 lbs. and realized I had successfully undone the good eating habits I had started to establish. I was back to eating infrequently, not picking the right foods, making up for extra calories, the whole sha-bang. I definitely spent most of that hour crying and hating my body and feeling immense frustration. With the help of my lovely nutritionist, however, I was able to come up with a plan of attack. I was even allowed to set a sensible weight loss goal. What I need to do mostly is keep healthy food on hand and eat it throughout the day. I haven't been grocery shopping lately (rather poor right now) and have been eating unhealthy foods infrequently. She convinced me I need to prioritize myself and my health. Today I am going shopping for nutritious food to keep in the car on the road trip and when I get back I am going shopping for real and stocking my fridge with healthy fair. Gah, it just really infuriates me to have made anti-progress. Just think where the human race would be if we didn't so love self-sabotage. (I know, I know, save that emo shit for MySpace, right?)

I also saw my shrink this week. I tried to divorce her and it didn't work. I feel like she is too passive to be of use. I gently explained this and said I had too much on my plate right now to try and deal with the whole therapy thing too. She said that probably meant I was really in need of therapy. I am supposed to think about it for a week and let her know at our appointment next week. I really don't want to- I feel like therapy was nice when I was lonely but that now with so many friends around and a great relationship I don't really need it. Well, I have many hours of driving over which to ponder this.

And, to complete the Tx-team check-in run, I also saw my exercise counselor. She was actually really happy with me (I have done awesome sticking to my program), but she suggested I switch my work outs up once in a while. Apparently, the same exercise becomes less effective with repetition. In her office I totally vetoed this idea. The thought of changing the only part of this I was still doing well on freaked me out. However, I have since given it some thought, and have decided maybe making 3 programs (instead of one) and switching monthly-ish might make sense and be manageable. I am going to dicsuss that with her at our next appointment.

I am staying strong, I want to keep fighting, I am determined to get better. I am not in control as I once was, but I am not willing to give in.

Remember, ED is conquerable.

xKimX

Apparently, I am no fun

So I actually had a really good session with the shrink today and opted out of telling her I didn't want to come anymore. She said that J and I work very well for each other, but that I am using him to fill a void. Which is true, I hate being alone... As always, she thinks it's a Mommy and Daddy thing- my Dad was never around growing up and my Mom has a mental illness so she was present yet absent. Thus, I feel the need to constantly surround myself with support and love because I had those thing inconsistently growing up and can't trust they will still be there without a physical presence to console me. That is also why I suck at life when I am single, apparently. The solution, I am told, is to fully explore and resolve the feelings I have (neediness, separation anxiety, etc.) and learn to deal with them when they arise when I am alone. I suppose I'll just keep seeing her the next couple of months until I move and see where this goes.

I met today with a favorite female neuroscience professor to talk about balancing the career I want and family life. Apparently, people in my field rarely take actual time off from there careers, but significant slowdowns (like 3 hrs. a day) are common. I like this idea a lot because the full-time Mom idea freaks me out- like I'd go nuts with zero adult contact. So, a slight alteration of my plan has already occurred. Apparently, having someone with really flexible work schedule and plans as a partner (i.e. someone like J) is ideal. Sweet.

I also met the grad student I work with in my lab to set up my schedule this semester (really light because I am also supposed to be thesis writing), and got some good news: My thesis research, which was turned down for publication in a national scientific journal, is now approved after some changes and extensions I made last semester! Yay, by the end of this summer I get to have published research!
In brief, we showed that blocking stress hormones in the body can prevent some of the brain changes cause by chronic meth use (crazy drug, haven't toughed it since I started this project). Now that the article is approved there is talk of moving to clinical trials in the next year. Of course I will be long gone off to grad school, but I'm still excited. Haha, at the end of that meeting this grad student I worked with told me she didn't think I'd had a day of fun in my whole life... I'd like to think I've got her fooled :P

I'm back at the parents house for a few days before I finally have to go back to class. I miss J, but I'm having a good time. We'll see if I can resist the ED demons while I'm here...

Peace Dudes

xKimX

Snake Bite!

So it is Monday morning, the first of 2009. As a lazy little student, I don't have a job to return to, but I do have some fun on my plate today.

After our lovely (and as some of you informed me, very lame) Saturday night, J and I woke up early Sunday and hit the gym. I have not missed a workout or done anything extra in months, so I am pretty proud on that front. (For those who don't know I used to be a compulsive exerciser, running 100+ miles per week.) J recently returned to working out regularly, and I am glad because I care about his health and because it is something healthy we can do together. I ate healthfully yesterday and have also done so so far today. Nothing like a new week to get me back on track.

This eve I have an interview for a job I want teaching a test prep class. I was planning on getting a haircut today (I know I'm a sellout, but I have decided the purple should temporarily be vanquished until my job and grad school places are secure. The man got to me!), but I felt lazy and didn't. Anyway, for this interview I have to teach a committee of interviewers a five-minute lesson on a non-academic subject. I picked "what to do if you get a bite from a poisonous snake". I am focusing specifically on a snake in our area, and I think it will go over well. If not, this job would be a lot of work, and if I don't get it, I can go find something easier. Haha, wish me luck (but not too much luck I guess).

So ya, life is good I suppose. My parents know I am not in school yet and are wanting me to go back upstate and hang out with them instead of staying here with J, so I may do that later this week. My shrink cancelled on me today, which is fine, I don't have any pressing issues and always feel awkward when I don't have anything to say. Oh, and sorry the title of this post made it sound like it would be a lot more interesting then it actually was. But hey, you read it! Bwa haha.

Hope 2009 has been good to all of you so far,

xKimX