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Again, I apologize for my silence recently. Work has been incredibly busy, and by the time I attend to that, myself, and a few other things, really deep blogging has a tendency to be put off again and again.

First, for the good news: I have the all-clear. I had an MRI on the 25th, followed by a consultation on the 29th at which Dr. Y-2 said that they found NOTHING. Okay, they found a benign cyst elsewhere (nowhere near the trouble spot) and so I'll discuss that with my doctors this week. I cannot wait to get to their offices, and begin getting my life straightened out.

The last five months have been an exercise in many things, especially in patience. But where it might have done much for my spirituality, it's taken a big toll on my weight maintenance. Now that I know that I'm not facing any potential treatments or otherwise, I can finally focus again on the external me (so to speak).

I'm sitting here with "The New Rules of Lifting for Women" in hand. I've been doing interval training. I've tried yoga and Zumba, and I like them all. And so I have decided to mix up my routines. Monday and Friday mornings, weight training with some cardio -- maybe not interval style, but we'll find something. Then Tuesday and Thursday evenings, Zumba or all-cardio (whether at the gym or at home with DVDs), and yoga on the weekends. I need all three components. I actually need a little yoga/med each day..... if for nothing else than balance (and I don't mean mere physical balance).

It is time to quit worrying about me and love me wholeheartedly again.

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