I assume that the amazing pain in my right hip, leg, and knee is coming from my SI joint. Figures that it would ramp up over a long weekend, so I have to just deal with it until my chiropractor is open on Tuesday. Hopefully she can get me in for an adjustment then.
Category Archives: health & fitness
A narrative of my journeys with diet, exercise, and various healthcare professionals
Morning Brain Dump
Sitting at the kitchen table with a coffee beside me and a cat draped around my shoulders.
Just got back from having blood drawn in preparation for an endocrinologist appointment later this week. It didn’t take long at all — half an hour, including drive time — but I’m now feeling much more awake than I usually do at this time of day. I suspect it’s the combination of having to drive myself there, being outside (albeit briefly) in the brisk darkness of early morning, and having to interact with other people in person.
As soon as I hit Publish on this quick check-in, it’ll be back to the usual routine of working from home.
Unpublished, Jan 2023: We’re Officially Black Belts!
This post has been languishing in my Drafts folder for nearly a year now.
There was clearly more that I wanted to say at the time, but didn’t quite manage to get into words. There’s even more to say now that a year has passed… but that’s a post for another day.



The date embroidered on Connor’s black belt is December 3, 2022; mine says December 17.
It may have taken longer than expected, but we finally have the tangible proof that we’ve earned the rank of black belt.
The interesting and perhaps unique perk of our dojo is that we now get to cross-train. Connor and I now attend a weekly all-ages Black Belts Only class, which introduces the kids with black belts in American Freestyle Karate to Krav Maga concepts, and the Krav Maga adults get to learn forms and katas.
A Rude Awakening
Well, shit. That’s not good.

Between getting to bed late and being called for a work issue overnight, I’m running on less than four hours of shut-eye.
Let’s do this.
You Reap What You Sow
I just sat down to write a blog post, opened up WordPress, and found this stub of a post that I started back at the end of May:
“If you want different kinds of results, you need to plant different kinds of seeds.”
This is relevant in so many ways, both literally and figuratively.
I’ll just run with this one.
If I were writing this with paper and pencil instead of typing on my laptop, my eraser would have torn a hole in the paper by now.
I guess I’ll just start with the main fact I’m dancing around: I’ve gained 40 pounds in the past four years.


On one hand, the reasons why I gained the weight don’t really matter at this point. What matters is getting back down to a healthy weight. On the other hand, if I don’t pinpoint what happened, then how do I fix it?
Let me give some background, and peel this onion a bit.
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