I feel a lot more stable since being switched to new meds. They don’t really allow me to think very deeply like I usually do. Which isn’t all that bad really.
I sleep a lot on these meds, but I don’t mind. They don’t affect my appetite much. If anything they make me feel a bit hungrier than usual.
Weight is at 190-ish currently. Again…I keep kind of being bothered by how much the scale says I weigh. I’m not fat by any means (granted I’ve got a decent bit I’d wish to lose), but it really doesn’t translate in my head to how I look in the mirror.
Threw out all my old clothes and got a nice new comfy wardrobe, since most of my clothes don’t fit how I want anymore. Lots of comic transformers T-shirts, tights, new cartoon scarves for my hair styles.
And some new custom designed Optimus Prime sneakers that’ll be arriving sometime in early July.
Re: the weight thing I totally get that. Sometimes it’s a good idea to ignore the scale and just focus on the mirror. I stopped weighing myself when I started lifting again and found it to be much better for my own state of mind.
When I’m feeling down, or when words and talking to each other isn’t working ill go outside and hit the weights or get on the exercise bike for a while. Eventually something changes. The fog clears. Things feel better.
(I am fully confident that I can hit a 405+ lb squat sometime soon. My work capacity is insane, so I figured with some straightforward planning it’ll be in the bag)
Finished this week pretty good. Taking a de-load of sorts for maybe 4-5 days. My left knee is a bit overused.
Got suspended from work due to attendance issues back when I had some mental problems. Took it to corporate and the matter was solved within a couple of days. (Oh yeah, I’m back working now) I’ve now been offered intermittent leave with roughly 150 hours per year. So when my mental faculties go…over there, I can just use my leave time as needed. Which I’m very thankful for. The new GM is a very sweet guy.
As of late I go back and forth between being happy/content, and going through very chronic bouts of depression. Most of it comes from absolutely nowhere. My meds are quite helpful, and the rest I just take one day at a time. I bring my sensory blanket with me to work, and just ease my way through my 5 hour shifts.
I made a hideout type thing in the kitchen, and I don’t really leave it that often. I still sleep in the bed with hubby some nights, but for now I just wish to be in my little window. It’s quite comfy, and I like when the sun comes in.
Took a co-worker with me to the gym, since she said she wanted to try and get into shape. I didn’t haggle her about anything though. Just answered questions whenever she had any. Didn’t get as much as I wanted done, but that was okay, I’m glad she enjoyed going with me, and took interest in things.
Squat:
(Not including work up)
Working set
315x2
315x2
315x2
Leg extensions:
200lbs
x20
x20
x20
x20
x20
Push press:
100x5
120x3
135x2
157x1 (PR! Was trying hard to hit 160. Kept missing)