Between this and that, I've fallen off the wagon...
Multiple wagons actually...
The injury to my foot - which is doing much better, but still gives me an occasional twinge - was instrumental in my falling off of the exercise wagon. I don't remember for sure, but I think I was teetering if not falling prior to hurting my foot, but that was the straw...
I don't have as clear a picture of when I fell off the weight loss / weight maintenance wagon, but my 12 pound heavier butt is firmly on the ground as that wagon rolls on without me.
So, I am trying to recapture that elusive iron will that sometimes comes just within my grasp and hop back on both of those wagons.
Yesterday was a start - I walked for a little over a half hour, and while not "good," my eating was thinking about trending in the right direction.
In other updates... my torso is now peeling like a melaleuca tree. I thought I was going to get a few days off awaiting word on whether we've "made the cut" to go to the next round of the deal I'm on, but, the powers that be seem keen to help me avoid any chance of getting bored or getting any of the honey-do's knocked off my list. And my mother is still being a royal pain.
But... I'm still humming Rent tunes in my head, and trying to maintain perspective on what's really important, and I'm really looking forward to Jeanie getting back home this afternoon, and, if the weather clears up, maybe I'll even go for another walk today.
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Posted by David at April 26, 2006 02:14 PM