Weekend from Hell? Felt like it

Remind me again why I am going to school, working a full time job, and making sure I get in my exercise and eat right, and keep my stress level down?

After getting a clean bill of health on Wednesday from the GI doctor that my ulcers had healed, I think I created two new ones over this past weekend.  You see my Coding class is a class straight from hell.  I decided to take it online.  I have done very well with my online courses this past year.  Even though, other students in my "in" class courses that had tried this particular class online, said "Don't Do It" !  I took it.

First week shortened by one day since school officially did not begin until Tuesday.  I have three classes this quarter and they are all online.  I think this will be great.  Until I get my assignments.  Coding has 7 chapters due by Monday 8:00am.  Plus a pretest, Plus a quiz over the chapters 1-7.  Including a 149 minute PowerPoint lecture.  I needed to remind myself what the hell I was trying to do to myself.

I had a going away party for a close friend from work, who lost her husband and is moving to Kansas City on Friday night.  So I hurried off to enjoy for two hours, then came home and sat down to tackle this enormous task.  I had been listening to the lecture all week, and taking notes whenever I could.  Even over lunch.  Needless to say, I was still doing homework come Sunday Morning, and I had finally had enough.  This class cannot work for me online.  I am so lost I cannot even begin to describe it.

I did take the quiz and got an 80% but I have been getting A's since I went back to school a year ago.  I am not going to settle.  I emailed my department head that I am dropping this class officially today!  I will take it in class in the Spring.

She sends back an email to me that says, " you know the homework will be the same in class as online".  Well perhaps it will be, but at least I will be in class where I can ask freaking questions, and have the support face to face of other students who feel this is an incredible amount to poor on someone who is working full time with 15 hours of OT a week.  LOL  Probably not!

Now I find myself questioning my major.  I had originally gone back to school to get my Certified Professional Coder credentials, and then have recently changed to RHIT or Registered Health Information Technology, as I want to get my Bachelors in Health Information Management.

I love school, but I am not going to stress myself back into no sleep, and not taking care of myself.  I refuse.  My band is more important to me than anything else and getting to my  goal than any class that I can take. I went down the path of forgetting why I got banded and regained nearly 50 pounds that I had lost.

I know how I deal with stress, I eat.  I must admit when I feel like I am losing control all  I want to eat is all of the things I know I shouldn't.  I have been doing so well, not letting that creep back in.

 

My scale is stuck, I know that it is merely temporary.  You all know how it feels though.  To want it to move, to know you are working out, and that your scale is not showing that.  I am frustrated.  I am trying to not let it get to me though.  But it is hard.

Nichole is doing fabulous she is down 15 pounds since the beginning of August.  She is NOT banded.  But she is logging her food and working out with me.  I am so proud of her.

Bria and Mom were over this weekend.  She is adjusting so well.  She is a totally different dog than when we got her two weeks ago.  I just love her to death.  I take her everywhere with us.  She is only 4 pounds so she fits easily in my purse!

I am looking forward to the week and a long weekend, and ZUMBA tonight!  I walked on the treadmill yesterday at the gym, and I tried the couch to 5k workout.  I was able to run for about 10 minutes total!  It is a start!  I am very very sore today.  All this fat bouncing is not easy  and it hurts the next day!

I am so excited about Chicago!  It is getting closer.