Progress Found

 This last week has been crazy in terms of my efforts to be healthy. I am not going to talk about it again because I already covered it in my last post.   But just suffice it to say that it was bad.    On Friday I woke up and I consciously made a decision to throw up my hands and indulge.

 

Water?  I didn't fill up any water container to take to work.  I jumped right to soda.  Diet soda at least, but still soda!  

I didn't even take soda from home. On no......I stopped on the way to work and bought a really big diet pepsi.  And of course I didn't just buy a drink.  I got a bacon egg and cheese pretzel melt AND some hash browns!  

Lunch wasn't any better.  We ordered out. I got a big pretzel with cheese dipping sauce (and some honey mustard sauce dip......)   It was delicious!   I topped off my diet soda with another can or two in my cup along with some fresh ice.  

I had a few pieces of candy in the afternoon (starburst).

And for dinner I had pizza.  A LOT of pizza.   And more diet soda for course!

I probably ate 3000 calories for the day.   And let me be clear, I felt horrible!  Not emotionally, physically!  I felt so sick!  

It made me think though.   I used to eat like that all the time.   I haven't eaten like that in years, but I used to!  It used to be nothing for me o start the day off with a big breakfast, eat lunch and a full dinner.  I think in the past I have even wrote on here how mid afternoon I would even contemplate (and complete) a quick stop at a fast food joint to get a mid afternoon snack....nothing big, maybe just a burger and/or fries.     

Yet I ate less than that on Friday and I felt sick.  Above all else, it showed me that while my body is not dropping the weight lie I want, at least I can see progress in how I am eating!  (and what I am capable of eating!)

 

Not So Much

 It has been a fabulous week for my weight loss efforts.......not so much.   It has been a fabulous week for working out.......not so much.  It has been one of my all time favorite weeks this year......not so much!

 

This week started out perfectly dandy.     I saw the trainer on Sunday and had a great workout.  My arm was feeling pretty good and I was set to slay the week!    While I was with the trainer I did mention that my right knee was really bothering me, more so than normal and at the back of the knee not the normal arthritis location.   We talked a bit about zumba and how that could be part of the stress and I did advise that I do tone it down quite a bit and I reminded him that zumba (and running) is my heart....it's the exercises that I find myself happiest.....and that this strength training stuff was only a necessary evil.  We left the session with the comment that in my next session we were going to focus on legs so that he could see what was happening.   Perfect!

Monday my eating was healthy and I headed to the gym in the evening for my next solo strength session to be followed up with my hour of zumba.   My knee was feeling icky.  Icky enough that I took a knee brace to the gym with me to utilize for support during zumba.  See, I was prepared.   I powered through my strength session (which was a leg workout) and was honestly pretty happy with how my knee felt.  It was no worse than when I had walked into the gym. Yay!   On to zumba!   I actually did talk to the instructor before the class and told her that I wasn't sure how it was going to go down because my knee was crankin'!  I put my knee brace on and started the class.  The class was fun.....not so much!    Yeah, within 15 minutes I was in PAIN.  I thought about leaving.  After-all, I had let the instructor know that it may happen.   But I didn't want to give up.   I stayed.  Another 15 minutes went by and it was bad.   I was still pondering leaving, but well.....I was in the front and didn't want to make a spectacle of myself.  I stayed.   I was barely doing the movements...there was no pep in the step and even my arm movements were surely lackluster and not at all energetic.  I made it through that complete workout!  I even made it out to my car without my knee buckling causing me to fall flat on my face.   I dropped into my car because no, there was no graceful slipping into the car.  I drove home.   And when I went to get out of the car I KNEW I was in trouble.

It was bad.   Bad enough that I immediately started to cry, you know the kind, just silent tears of pain that streak down your face while you do what you need to do.  (I think the last time was when I went  over the handlebars of the bike landing on my face and then rode my bike a few miles back to the car.)  I took advil and crossed my finger for a healing night of sleep!   Yeah, that plan....not so much! 

Tuesday morning was torture.  So bad that I was one of the first people seen at the urgent care center.  If you know me, you know that if I willingly go to have a medical professional look at me, that it's bad.

 

So apparently I have a bakers cyst.  The best way to describe a bakers cyst is that I have a leaky knee.  Ok, thats' the fun way to describe it.   The more serious way is that when there is an injury to the knee (or an arthritis flare up) the body produces a fluid to help cushion and repair....but sometimes it 'leaks' and creates a cyst.  And that is my problem.   The cyst can be up against pushing on those muscles and lots of other things.   Ohh and painful.  Lucky me.....not so much!

Tuesday was pure torture with walking.  I could barely do it.  Each step was like an ice pick straight into my knee.   Wednesday was slightly better.....and each day has improved a bit.  But back to normal....not so much.    It supposedly takes a while to rectify itself.   Most of the times the bakers cyst will rectify itself and the fluid will eventually be reabsorbed into my body.   If it doesn't get better, there are surgical options (yeah, I don't want that!)    It's been a painful week.

So no exercise......unless you count hobbling around as little as possible exercise.

Neither did I feel at all even remotely inclined to cook.  So we ate some processed foods and some other less than healthy options.  

I go back to the trainer tomorrow.  (I need to sign the paperwork to cancel...as my two months are almost up and I have not seen the amazing results that he said I would have......although the computer body scan thingy showed that while I haven't lost weight....I was actually up a pound or two that I gained about 5 pounds of muscle....but do we trust a computer scan?)   I know that a lot of the exercises on my leg day routine I can actually not do at the moment.  Deep knee squats......not so much.  That booty machine.....yeah not so much either.  And I honestly don't even think the big step up thingy (is it 12 inches...or 18 inches??) is even possible as I struggle to take a short normal step or even a curb at the moment.  So he has his work cut out for him to come up with alternatives that I CAN do!

 As for zumba.  That is on hold right now.  But I do plan on going back as soon as possible, I just like it!    I WILL be modifying it further.  I WILL be in the back row instead of the front so that I can dip out without making a spectacle of myself should it turn out to be a no go.    I will also be investing in some dance shoes.  When I was doing zumba regularly way back when, for much of the time I actually used a more 'dance' style shoe.   What in the world am I talking about?   It's all about the traction.   A normal tennis shoe is made for walking/running and the tread is made to help that forward motion.  But dancing there are pivots and turns.   But if your shoe has traction that is working to keep your foot moving forward, that means it is gripping and fighting you while you 'turn'.   SO basically I need a shoe that has good support but limited traction.    I have fleetingly thought about those shoes since I started zumba, but it was always a passing thought.  Well it's not passing anymore.  I will be buying a new pair and utilizing them.....and maybe for a while just marching out the pivots instead of doing them.  But that is all to come.  In the meantime, I'm taking the medications, rubbing the medicated stuff on my knee and resting as much as possible.

 

And this coming week, no excuses.  I need to double down and get this weight off.  That is honestly the only hope I have of bringing this arthritis under control!

 

 

Hitting the Wall

 

And it hits.   The wall. 

 

I signed up for personal training about a month ago.  I was gung ho.  I was totally into it.  I vowed to give this my everything.   I wasn’t sure if it would work, but I was going to follow through and at least try.

 

It’s hard.   It’s real hard.

 

My arm has not gotten better.   Trainer dude told me to stretch it.  I have done so.  It still hurts!   I can see mobility is sometimes iffy.    On Saturday I was in my Zumba class and we were doing a song with all arm work and I actually did half of the song with only one arm.  I knew that I had a full day of work at home and I honestly knew something was going to have to be sacrificed.   The Zumba song was heavily modified so that I could still move my arm later that day. So yeah…..not feeling all that much relief from the stretching.  Admittedly, the stretching seems to help at the moment, but the pain comes back with a vengeance…maybe even a bit worse afterward. 

 

The arm thing makes me want to quit!  Big time.

 

Trainer dude is ok.   I have listened to his advice and his comments and I have followed them.  But I am questioning the cost that I am paying and the value that I am receiving.

 

Why?  Well let me list the reasons.  (And let me say that he came highly recommended by some of the gals in my Zumba class.)

 

1. Trainer dude ‘forgot’ to put my ‘in between’ workouts…my ‘homework’ into the system.  So the first week went by and the workouts that he wanted me to do never appeared.   We had our second session and boom…..he knew that there was nothing there and said that he would have them in there shortly.    I was muddling through my OWN workout on Wednesday when he walked up to me to say hi…….I pointed out that they weren’t uploaded yet.  10 minutes later he got them uploaded.  He claims it was  system glitch and he did it…believe what you want.   Let me also say that this is not the only time that he has said, “I’ll do such and such and you’ll have a message in a day or two”….and I hear crickets and have to reach out to him or wait until my next session.
2. I don’t think he is listening well.   He wants me eating 1600 calories…..I have NEVER been able to lose at 1600….even when I was really active. I mentioned it to him and he brushed me aside.   He did say that month one would not be a month of losing but that it would pay off in month two onward.  I feel as if he is giving me his rote answer…..telling me the calories that his software said that I need to eat and there wasn’t a lot of back and forth.  His way or the highway.  And honestly, I would LOVE to be able to eat at the 1600 mark.   SOOOO…it’s month two.  I’m waiting! 
3. The arm thing.   I mentioned this issue that I have had in the past with my arm.  When it happened, he didn’t do anything to adjust my workout …..other than I lowered my weights and then still struggled with it.  So, whatever caused it is still out there lurking in the shadows.  (In fairness, when I told him that it was bothering me, he offered to cancel the session and send me home……but he had already postponed the session once….and I knew that he had cancelled the next TWO sessions because he was going to be out of town.)
4. Yes, let’s talk about his vacay.   Everyone needs a vacation…. but when we started looking at make-up sessions his schedule and mine don’t mesh…only on the weekend.  So, I am down two sessions. Who knows if I just lost them or if we will ever make them up.  (And quite frankly at this moment, if we don’t make them up, I am not worried about the loss of his supposed knowledge….and only about the $72 I paid for that hour!
5. Oh yes, let’s talk about the hour.   My last session…which he cancelled /postponed until the end of his day (He stayed late to get my session in that day…. ruined my day but well…. I needed to get it done because of the whole vacay thing and I didn’t want to be down three sessions).    We started the workout …and we had run through my workout….and he ‘released me’ as done after about 40 minutes.   Hmmm…. but I paid for 60 minutes.  (in fairness, the other two sessions were the full hour)
6. The workouts, let’s talk about them.   There are circuit machines/area at the gym.   I am basically doing a circuit. Broken down into legs, push, pull.  Three different workouts.   I leave the circuit area once or twice in all my workouts.   I am doing what I did myself all those years ago when I was going to the gym and doing the circuit workouts.   I am paying him to tell me to do what I have previously done on my own. During my training sessions with trainer dude he is basically just standing beside the machine and counting my reps.   ($72 bucks worth of counting apparently) What’s wrong with this picture? 
7. I have not seen one smidge of progress with my mobility….yet.   It’s month two, shouldn’t I be seeing progress?

So let me give credit where credit is due.  I had been going to the gym for a few months before I decided to bite the bullet and sign up for a personal trainer.  In that two months I had been to the gym 3-4 times a week.   The first night I went in and asked at the counter “where is the Zumba being held?”.   They pointed me to the area I needed to go and I went.   And that is what I have done.  I check in and walk back to the fitness room ….when Zumba is done, I tuck my head and walk out of the gym.  I have not investigated.  I go to my class and that was it.   The trainer made me a bit more comfortable in the gym.  I at least know where the circuit area is.   (Ok, I have been all over the gym now.)  It got me comfortable enough to actually go and use the circuit of machines.  For that, I am happy and thankful.

 

I don't want to quit on something though.   So I'm riding this thing out.....and I will continue to go......remaining hopeful that something will change!

 

But long term?  What will happen with trainer dude?   The jury is still out.   Right now I am leaning toward giving my notice at the 2 month mark… (I need to give a 1 month notice….and I am committed for three months)   As I said to a friend last night, “He has a few more weeks to prove his worth, but right now I am not seeing a $72 value.”

An Expensive Egg

 In early April we made a decision.   It has been a bit pricey, but it has been fun.  Everything also has said that we will recoup some of our expenditures.   But well, it's just been an outlay of money.  But like I said, it gives us entertainment.  

The Background

Jason loves animals.   He would have one of everything if he could.   Literally.   One day he will walk by our shed and turn to me and say,  " I've always wanted a donkey. We could put a donkey in this shed and in the front field"    But the next time we walk by together he will say,  (and I quote) "I think this shed/barn would be perfect for an Alpaca."   But we have also had a discussion about how it would be really cool to turn the barn into a rescue sanctuary for birds of prey.   And lets not forget the statement "I want an owl!" or  the next week, "Sugar gliders!  I've always wanted one!"   

  It is a common occurrence to have him come home from work to tell a story about an animal that he saw and got to interact with as he goes into houses as an appliance repairman.  I hear about birds, snakes, dogs, cats...you name it.  I even hear stories such as this one, "MaryFran, I was eating my lunch in my van and a baby squirrel fell out of a tree.  It laid there and I watched and let me tell you, if mamma squirrel didn't come back, I was bringing that squirrel home because I've always wanted a squirrel for a  pet."  Mamma squirrel did come back that day, so I was spared.  But you get the point.  The man loves animals.  

Chickens

In early April we were having a conversation and we decided to go ahead with adding chickens to our life.  I had thought about it for years (even before I was with Jason) and well, you know Jason had thought about it quite a bit simply because it's an animal!      We took the leap and got 4 baby chicks.   And those chicks resided in my family room for weeks upon weeks.  They were the most coddled and loved chicks for sure.  

While they were growing.....in my family room, Jason and I had to get something ready because why yes, we bought chicks before we even had a chicken coop!   A chunk of change later and we were the proud owners of a chicken coop and chicken run that resided in our yard. It took a while for Jason to feel comfortable for the chickens to actually spend the night in the coop (remember, these chickens are coddled and much loved.)  But eventually they did move to the coop and they have been in the coop and outside now for about 2 or 3 months now.  Still growing, still acting crazy and still costing us money....because the money outlay didn't end after the cost of the coop.  They need food, and treats and bedding for the coop.  They even got an electric fence around the coop to protect them.  

The Dog

Side story.  Zoey loved the chickens when they were inside.  And she continued to love them when they moved outside. She had no problem going into the pen with these wee little babies (they were still wee little when we took them outside).  It was honestly adorable to see our big dog intrigued and fascinated with the chickens.  But a few weeks after we put up the fence she got zapped.   Somehow in her dog brain, she has decided that the chickens are what caused her to get zapped.   Therefore, she is now petrified of the chickens...and barely tolerates being in the backyard with them.    Big sissy!

The chickens

SO the chickens have been outside for a few months, costing us money.  But we have been talking about how we should be getting close to them starting to lay eggs. I have laughed about the fact that Jason has a work convention that he is going to and the chickens would most likely start laying while he is gone, meaning he would miss his first egg.  I even laughed and said, "I'll put a store bought egg in the coop and tell you they laid while you were gone just for a laugh."    But that trip isn't until next month.

So two nights ago I was making dinner and looked out the door to the backyard.   The dog was cowering as far away from the chicken coop as possible and Jason was tending the chickens inside the electric fence. I stepped onto the back porch and innocently asked "have you been checking the nesting boxes regularly in case they start laying."     

Jason grinned and turned around and walked back to the nesting box.  He opened it up and then looked at me and said, "ha ha ha, you put an egg in there."    

Dumbfounded I  said,  "Is there an egg in there?"  He just started to laugh so I assumed he was teasing me.  I continued,  "No, I wouldn't do that, but it would be funny if I did.  Maybe I should do that some day soon."   

We laughed a bit and Jason went about continuing to clean the coop and pen while I stood out there talking to him.   All of a sudden he turned to me and said, "Seriously though, how long ago did you put that egg in there, so I know what to do with it."  

"What?"

Yes, one of our chickens laid an egg!    

It is the most expensive egg!   Coop + Run + Electric fence + food + bedding + Treats = 1 egg

Last night I let the chickens out and I peeked into the nesting box.   We had another one!   But those two eggs are STILL expensive.  hahaha.  :-)

We are pretty sure that it is  one or both of the gray chickens....or as I call them, one of the Millies (Millicent or Mildred).    The Black Jersey Giants are the same age, but they mature more slowly and usually take 1-2 months longer than the others to start laying.  But no fear, I am sure the jersey Giants (Esmeralda and Gertrude) will join in the fun soon.  

 But yeah, the chickens are laying!!!! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Accountability

I talked the other day about my plan....my challenge....what in the world was I talking about.  I realized after I hit post that I just dropped that one into the mix out of no where.   So lets talk about it

  When I was on my little mini vacation I went to visit my friend Linda in Indiana.  While in Indiana I got to go a few hours south of Indianapolis to visit my friend Julie.  

Julie and I have been friends for about 26 years. (Seriously, that number hurt to write...not because we have been friends that long but because how can I be that old!)  Julie was actually a bridesmaid during my first wedding.    

 

 This was right before we walked down the aisle...and I was apparently leaning back to relax and trying to not wrinkle my dress!   Julie is the gal closest to me!

Julie and I don't live close to each other, but we have stayed in contact through email and whatnot relatively consistently over the years.   When I lost the weight the first time, Julie was doing the same thing 8 hours to the east of me.   We walked through it together....from a distance. 

 

So when we saw each other we naturally talked about where we were in terms of our health.  (She had regained also),    SO I proposed an accountability partnership.  We would text each other daily to talk about our progress and if we met the goals of the day or if we had failed miserably.  We have done pretty good....except for this past week.  

We each have different goals....tailored for our own needs and our own circumstances.  (For example, she has an apple watch and her goals center around closing the rings.  I don't have an apple watch and use Garmin....so my goals are different)

 My goals: 

1.  I am aiming for 5 fruits and veggies a day.  I am aiming to be healthy.  Eating nutritious food is a big part of that.  Sure I want to lose weight too...but being healthy is the MAIN goal.

2.    I am trying to get 64 ounces of water a day.  Once again....a goal that is healthy!

3.  Exercise at least 3 times for the week!      When I set this goal I was thinking that I could TYPICALLY do three zumba classes a week and the week that I work Saturday I could slip something else in.   Then I got a personal trainer and if I do what I'm supposed to, I get TONS more than 3......

4.  Track my food....even if it's ugly.    Tracking tends to help me clean up my eating.  It is different when you have to actually have to look at it in writing!

 

Julie and I may struggle with tough love.  When one of us has a bad day we encourage and say "it's ok"  ..there is no tough love.  But you know what, knowing I have to tell her sometimes keeps me on the straight and narrow! 

  

 

Excuses

I started the week feeling strong.  I had a plan and I was going to slay the week.   That is not what happened!   

 My shoulder/arm hurt!

It was  birthday week at work (two birthdays) and at home (one birthday)!

We were super short staffed at work!

I had to work late!

I was tired!

Yeah, yeah yeah, they were all excuses that I had this week!  

 It was a crazy week for sure.  I was supposed to have jury duty on Monday.  But on Sunday night when I called, I was excused.   That turns out to be a good thing because on Monday we had one person out on PTO and two people called in sick.  Had I still had to go to the courthouse for jury duty, there would have only been two people at work.  Uhhhh you can't operate with only two people.   Three is bad enough, but at least doable.   I ended up working open to close on Monday.  That totally threw my plans to get off work early, finish prepping dinner and then getting to the gym by 5 for my strength workout followed by an hour of zumba.  Kinda hard to do all of that when you don't get off work until 5:15. (and work 20 minutes from home)   I did make it to zumba at 6:30........barely. 

Tuesday, I could barely function I was so tired.  So of COURSE I didn't go to the gym to make up that strength training session that missed the day before.  

Wednesday, my excuse was that I was busy....busy making a birthday cake for Jason.  And maybe reading.

I made it to not other zumba class.   (Saturday zumba wasn't my fault though...I had to work!) 

 

But Yeah....you get the point!

Furthermore,I have  plan/challenge that I have been working on since my little 'mini vacation' went by the wayside......what went wrong?

1.  I am aiming for 5 fruits and veggies a day.........I was lucky to get 1 serving each day this past week!

2.    I am trying to get 64 ounces of water a day...........does diet soda count as water?   (It should, however I don't count it as water.....)  SO yeah, I drank a lot of soda this week!

3.  Exercise at least 3 times for the week?   I got in one.......that Monday night zumba class! 

4.  Track my food....even if it's ugly.    Yeah, that didn't happen!

It was bad.  I know it.

I can't even say that today will be better.   We are heading to Jason's parents house for his birthday lunch with them.  There will be food.  There will be cake.  ARRRGGGHHHH

The plan though is to get in cardio and strength this morning at the gym.   And tomorrow.....back to tracking...back to counting water.   Back to the basics.

 One of these 'restarts' will stick right? 

Two steps back

 Training is going well.  For the most part.  I am still exhausted.  I’m still sore a lot of the time.  I’m still occasionally  taking advil to knock the edge of the soreness off at night so that I can sleep.  I’m still not giving up.  But seriously, it feels like I take one step forward and two steps back!

 

But, there has arose a problem or two.  

 

The first thing is my knees.  I have mentioned them in the last few posts….and the trainer dude and I are really trying to attack the knee issue.  Right now my worst knee is my left one.  That is the one that just aches and aches. (Ok, hurts and hurts….cuz it’s not exactly an ache, it’s a little more intense.)   But yesterday at work I made the situation worse.   I was in my office with a client and had to walk out to complete a task for the client.  I came back into my office and sat down on my chair.  I scooted my chair in so that I was in position to continue my work with the client and WHACK….I rammed my GOOD knee into the drawers of the desk.  OH.MY.WORD!   It was bad.  Tears coming out of my eyes bad.   Take your breath away bad.  I laid my head down on my desk (forehead) and tried to regain my senses.   The poor client was an elderly man and he was so nice.  When I finally lifted my head and tried to get back to business, he kept saying “Take all the time you need.”   I managed with him….and for the rest of the day.  But lets just say that it’s been 24 hours and that knee still hurts!  (Let me also say that I didn’t let it get to me last night and I STILL went to Zumba, but did have to tone it down a wee bit!)

 

I didn’t make it to do my planned strength workout last night.  It really wasn’t m fault though.   We had one person out on PTO and two people called out sick.  I stayed to help close…..and then we had to pick up the car from the mechanics shop….and well, I had just enough time to get to my Zumba class.  

 

Ohhh the car?   It died on me on Saturday.   Luckily it was just a battery issue.  So my baby has a new battery and fresh oil!

 

So last week I completed my scheduled workouts.  I have three workouts to do each week. Push day,  Legs day, and pull day.   Push and pull days are both pretty much upper body.   No worries. I had it!  I was sore after the fact, but not worrisome.  I expected to be sore.  It wasn’t under I was in the shower on Friday morningwhen I realized that something was wrong.  I went to wash my hair and brought both hands up to my head to massage the soap into my hair.   The left arm was GREAT!  No soreness!  I had recovered.  The RIGHT arm however.  OUCH!  It hurt worse than it had all week!  Furthermore, I struggled to actually move the right arm up above and behind my head.  NOT COOL!   I wasn’t recovering, I was getting worse!

 

Years ago, I had something similar that happened.  (May 6, 2019 post )  It started out as a pain reminiscent of muscle pain, just a twinge here or there when I stretched (like to reach a top shelf in he cabinet).   In 2019, it progressed to the point that I was in some serious pain, I had numbness even down to my fingers and I had lost almost all range of motion in that arm….my dominant arm.    I ended up going to an urgent care and they told me it was a pinched nerve that was affecting everything.  The gave me RX strength Advil and muscle relaxers.   The meds took the edge off and it slowly got better….somehow, someway.

 

So when I noticed this pain in the shower this past Friday I knew that it was most likely the same issue.  What to do…what to do.   On Saturday, I was scheduled for a leg day at the gym.  Perfect!  Legs wouldn’t affect my shoulder.   When I don’t work on Saturdays, I go to a Zumba class…..I went and did that.  And made it through somewhat ok.  On Sunday I had my session with the personal trainer.  I talked to him immediately about it……and we started my workout.  It was a ‘push’ day.  So arms.  JOY JOY.     The discrepancy between my arms was CRAZY.  Where my dominant arm just a few days earlier was the strong one, now it was the weak link.  Furthermore, the amounts that I could lift diminished (not that it was anything fabulous previously, but still!).   YIKES!  I literally went backwards!   The pain in my bicep was no fun at all!

 

The trainer worked with me and he watched like a hawk.   A few exercises in he looked at me and said “it’s not your bicep, it’s your shoulder that is the issue.”  

 

Soooooooo……we spent some time with him showing me some movements to help with stretching and mobility and movement of the shoulder.  And they are things I can do at home!  So here we go, lets get this arm fixed and back on the forward progression!

 

I have about 2 weeks until my next trainer session as he is going on vacation….so hopefully I will be back to normal by the time he returns.  In the meantime, I’ll be getting in as many training sessions as possible, even if the arms may be a less weight than they were capable of last week!