Hello to all that wish to follow !@fittogether

I know it's a bit of a hassle to request to join 😉 (although it's the same to you, I choose to check the requests to check for spam/bot accounts).

I've had several requests from profiles without *any* information in them... And they didn't seem to post regularly or lately, nor did their posts and boosts resemble anything that could indicate them being interested in any form of wanting to get fit... Or supporting folks on their fit journey...

If you want to join the group, please make sure to have a profile set up (it only takes a wee bit of effort to enter something about you) so that I can see that you're not some spam account requesting to use the group to boost their stuff...

I don't know if you can request again after you've been denied... 🤔 But if you feel like I should have approved you, please fill out the profile on your account and try again.

Hopefully this message reaches you well! 🍀 And so far, I've had more people being approved than denied💪🏻 so that's good. Hopefully soon, the group will be boosting the progress of your hard work and efforts! And we'll be here to cheer you on!

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#Journal of a slightly bläh Dutch Pixy (Wednesday 10/09/2025).

I woke up twice during the night, and then the alarm woke me up. I felt rather OK and a bit rested as well. The scale was nice to me and I hoped that this could be the start of a good day for me. I got dressed and took my meds. Then I gathered my things and headed out to Skoosh. We were in our way to the gym again.

I switched my shoes and enjoyed my protein shake while checking my social media bits. Then I headed to the seated bike. Rode it for half an hour. It was followed by a walk on the treadmill. In 20 minutes I walked 1,24km. I followed it by a leg exercise, the seated leg curl again. As I noticed that I was the only one at the gym this night, I got the crazy idea to get to the Smith machine. I set it up and did three sets with a low weight. It felt good to be doing this again, yay me. After that, I switched my shoes again and headed back home.

Washed up, changed clothes and I got my tablet. I wrote my journal Toot and got distracted a bit. Then I went to the treadmill and I walked for half an hour. I made it to 1,81km, so not too bad at all. I relaxed a wee bit and then I went to the bedroom to change the duvet. The nights are getting a tad colder and I don't really like waking up because I'm chilly. While I was doing that, bestie called. But she received a call during ours and she had to take that. I finished the bedding and headed upstairs to ride my bike.

While I was riding the bike, bestie called me again and we chatted while she was on a short (for her) run before work. I was just riding the bike until I "hit" the 30 minutes. I headed back down and relaxed a little. I wanted to play a game while I was waiting for a parcel to arrive. I'd been eager to try and make some more progress in the No Man's Sky expedition. But as I was getting ready to play some, something triggered an emotional response in me. I got incredibly sad and missed Arwen a lot more in that moment. I could not focus on getting to the game, and I had to try and clear my mind some.

I got my laptop and tried to write a blog post about it all. It was hard and I cried a lot during the composing of the post. But, when the post was done and I had finished the images to go with it, I did feel slightly better. After a little snack, I booted up the purple beast (my PS5) and got ready to play.

I was just modifying the Corvette (the ship in the expedition) and then I saw the delivery truck pull up. I accepted my parcel and checked the contents. As it was almost noon, I decided to take one of the pills and see if anything would happen. I played a little more and I managed to finish a few milestones (quests) that helped me to complete two phases. But I found I struggled with concentration. My neck and shoulder muscles were tight and I had a slight but annoying headache. So I ended the game and I just tried to relax a bit.

After some time, I found that my brain just could not fully relax. I got out the tablet and I started writing another blog post, again focusing on grief. But this time, I was searching on more information on grief and autism. Because I wondered if the way I deal with grief could be "different" than how the neurotypical people go through it, as I knew about all those stages and such, but I found it hard to really connect with them. And I found out that us NeuroSpicy 🌶️ folks can indeed deal differently with grief. And the bits that I found so far, they made more sense to me. So I am trying to add that info into the blog post.

I was tired so I got ready to head to bed. It took me a little while to get comfortable and there were building noises coming from outside (mostly hammering). So I put on a movie and while I was watching it, I dozed off. I woke up when the end titles weten showing, as I needed to pee. I put away the phone and tried to sleep some more. I woke up several times before I decided to get up, about 45 minutes before the alarm was set to go off.

I hit the scale, and it hit me back 😔 and then I got dressed. After taking my meds, I got ready to head out and start my day.

💜 🍀 🐾

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The image I added is an edited one that I made today and used for one of my blog posts. The original snap was taken on May 3rd 2025, about 2 months before her passing. 😢

Ello sweet, lovely, and maybe also sporty Friendos

I am struggling with my motivation today

I had a bit of a broken night. But I did manage to get about 6:45 hours of sleep. I'd rather have at least 7:30, but with my hip not being healed fully yet, anything over 6/6:30 is a decent enough time.

At the gym, I got triggered a bit. Nothing happened on purpose against me! No one did anything wrong... It were my autistic "needs" that weren't being met the way they like it, and my brain just couldn't really handle it.

Someone was on "my bike". It's the one at the side, furthest away from the gym's sound 🔊 system that hangs on the ceiling at several places. As the man was using his phone, and it had loads of sounds (he had the keyboard sound on, so every key gave some sort of beep, and he placed a few calls without using 🎧 headphones or buds), I "needed" to use the bike furthest away from him. Which, of course, was the one nearest the sound system.

I used my NC headphones and they're decent enough (nothing ad fancy as the more expensive and often better brands, but usually they do enough for me to zone out and focus on my music), but even with a volume a little higher than my comfort zone (I don't do well with too loud sounds, also due to tinnitus in both my ears), and the thumping of the gym's "music" was just too triggering. I didn't manage my usual ride and that threw me off some.

I did try to use the cross trainer and I managed to get 5 minutes in. I was a bit scared that it would be too much, too soon, but the 5 minutes went rather well. It was harder than riding or walking, but I know now that I can train on it to get better again. 😊

20 minutes on the treadmill and I was just out of spoons. 😔 I wanted to give my muscles a rest day, also because it's groceries day (where I take mum to Germany for groceries there, and I help her with the bags and all), I know I will get some steps and exercise in that way.

It felt nice to have used the cross trainer. But it didn't give me the little boost that I felt yesterday after using the Smith machine. which was a bit of a disappointment. And I had not been able to enjoy or complete my bike ride. Even though I had done well enough, considering the circumstances, I didn't feel like I did right...

Part of me just wants to relax until it's time to head to my parent's place. But the little voice in my head also tells me to "at least walk a bit on the treadmill, so I won't be disappointed in myself at the end of the day". Which, knowing me, does make a lot of sense.

Working on recovery after surgeries is hard and slow work. But, if one is lucky, it's also rewarding, especially when there is progress that can be measured. (at least that's what's important to me, in a way).

For those new to my toots on this account, as many new (to me) folks have signed up for the group, I'll give a very short recap:
On June 13th I had hip surgery. My prosthetic cup was getting loose and needed to be replaced. All seemed to go well.
On June 30th my hip dislocated, giving me the worst 5 hours of my life, pain wise...
On July 1st I got an emergency surgery where they replaced the ball of the hip, as the one I had seemed to small for the new cup (and could be a reason for my hip popping out so "easily").
I got the worst hematoma, even the GP was taken back when she saw it. It got made worse by very bad edema in the area.
I've been trying to recover ever since...

(and recovery got harder when my sweetest furry soulmate passed away three days after my second surgery )

Long story short:
I guess I should just walk the treadmill for a while and see how it goes. I am not in pain (too much) or too tired, so it could be wise to listen to the little voice... I am just finding it hard to get off the couch...

Thanks so much for your support! it really means a lot to not be alone on this journey to recovery and improvement, especially as my long time faithful supporter is no longer at my side...

Hey ho, let's do this! 💪🏻

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