I have been sick for at least a week! What the H! I wake up absolutely miserable....but start to feel better as the day goes on. Seriously - when I hear Caleb waking up around 7:30 every morning - I want to CRY! I can't decide if my sickness is Dr worthy or not. I'd hate it if I went in & all he said was "Thanks for the extra money - but there isn't anything I can do for the common cold" I might tough it out until Wednesday & see if I'm any better. I'm sick of swallowing vitamin C pills - I swear every one that I try to swallow ends up turning sideways & makes me gag & then I start a huge coughing fit. Isn't the visual lovely?
Another set back to being sick? I miss the gym! I know, I know - you look at me & think "ha ha ha - she exercises?" I do - for real - I'm not lying. I might only go to the gym an average of 3 times/week - but it's better than nothing! I usually feel about 70% at night time - so I should just go, but then my
'lazy part' of my brain talks me out of it by convincing my
'want to exercise' part of my brain that I need to let my body rest so I can get better.
A happy thing!!!! I lost 5 elbees!! It seems like every 10th post or so I mention that I've started doing Weight Watchers...then I do that for a couple of weeks & quit. Kind of like this time. I did AWESOME for 2 weeks - drop the 5 fatty pounds - & then the last 3 days I've been a freaking pig!

My goal was to lose 10 pounds by Easter & I was half way there!! Why do people self-sabotage their weight loss goals? Is it denial? Is it lack of self-worth? Is it fear of failure? I think I need a therapist. Tomorrow is a NEW day so I WILL start over & sickness or not - I'm going to the gym tonight. Even if I just walk on the treadmill at a slow pace - it's still movement which is better than sitting on the couch letting my butt get flatter.