Okay, accountability time again .......
As a lot of you know, in what feels like a lifetime ago, I lost a whole kindergarten class’s weight and did it fairly quickly (3 years). It was a struggle to maintain but I managed to “only” gain back about 40 of that original 230 I lost.
Then foot surgery happened and I was just learning to walk pain-free (forget 5Ks). I put on a few more but still not a lot.
When mama died, the bottom dropped out and I’ve been free-falling since. And the Quarantine 14 was part of that too.
So it’s past time to get back on track. This time while it’s not just the physical side of things, it’s the mental side of it too. I’ll be honest: my anxiety has gotten worse since Richard died. There have been nights I have been too scared to sleep lying down because my head pipes up, “you know, what if you die lying down?” I’ve been pretty dang determined that if it’s in my power, my daddy will not have to bury both his kids from their own stupidity.
So yeah. There ya go. My doc has also asked me to give up even my beloved diet drinks — do you KNOW how much I love sugar free Atlanta holy water??? So I am weaning myself off them so that I don’t have a complete meltdown.
I’m going to need the support just as much as I did 15 years ago. Right now I’m not going to do meetings or anything like that because right now I just can’t ..... but I am tracking and hope to get on a gym schedule again. I gotta figure things out in my head......
Thanking you all in advance for your love and support!!!
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