Thursday, it says

I did take a look at Paleohacks yesterday for hints and tips about reducing hot flashes and night sweats in peri-menopause, and the theme that ran through most of the "answer" postings appeared to be, "avoid alcohol".  Given that on Tuesday evening, I'd had 2 glasses of wine because Lee didn't like his, and Tuesday night I'd had so much thermal activity that I don't think I'd really slept, those answers seemed to me to be spot on.  So I abstained last night, and things seemed to settle down a bit - I think I only had to throw the covers off two or three times, and the temperature swings weren't so extreme.  I'll continue to abstain - we don't drink all that much anyway - and see if I can get it to stop altogether. 

Unfortunately, while the hot flashes had become less of an issue, calf cramps took their place - and that's with a glass of coconut water before bedtime.  I know I was stomping one off at 4 am; there may have been more.  Still, even with that, I slept better last night than I did the night before - and managed to sleep well enough to dream.

143.0 this morning, I think, although the scale wandered about a good bit (I think I saw it consider 138) before settling there.  I may be hallucinating, but it seemed this morning that I'd lost some more of my subcutaneous abdominal fat - I know that a lot of Paleo advocates believe in short bursts of intense exercise, but would they term 3.5 hours of standing on a moving parade float, bending down to rip open bags of beads and straightening up to throw them, a short burst of intense exercise?  Because that's pretty much been it for me of late, barring the practice deadlift the other night (short, indeed, but not intense).

We ended up eating at the golf course last night, rather than having the grassfed NY strip steaks I'd thawed, so those are for tonight.  Last night, I had a naked burger smothered with green chile (translucent enough to make me believe that no flour was killed in the making of it) and cheddar, with a side of cottage cheese.  And then came home and had more cheese, nuts, chocolate (the usual) while I tried to work out a nasty knot in my right shoulder with the bag-o-microwaved-rice.  It didn't work, but I think getting Lee to attack it this morning with our percussion massage thing might have encouraged it to leave - albeit slowly.

Sounds like we're not hitting the gym tonight - apparently we need to do a Costco run or go eggless tomorrow morning.