My allergies to hay (and we have to have hay for our livestock), a sprained arm (preventing me from working weights per doc's office orders), migraines, carpal tunnel getting bad, depression, invasion of mice in my garage and house, my Kid's symptoms are worse (ADD, ADHD, tourette's, autism .. no two doctors agree), getting everything ready for Winter, chickens not laying enough eggs, goat not giving enough milk, finding someone to breed my goats to, money problems,a bruised right eye from who knows (woke up yesterday morning and there it was), finding the money to get enough hay and feed and firewood and propane to last through the Winter, massive amounts of boxes still unpacked from our move here last March, nervous about leaving home and seeing family next month (haven't seen some of them in many years), cooking massive quantities of food for Hubby and not eating any of it myself, helping my Kid with his 9th grade classes, and major family drama. All of this, and some intense cravings to binge on peanut butter, cheeseburgers, chocolate and cheese.
But I talked with an old friend Tuesday afternoon. I knew Sheila when we were kids all the way through high school. Then we lost touch after high school graduation until a few weeks ago. It was really good to talk with someone who still pictures me young, healthy and thin. Not old, gray, and fat, with disabilities. Just reliving memories and catching up helped tremendously, putting my feet back on the ground, on the path to getting healthy. Which is why I do this blog.
That brings up another point: Yes, I write this blog to journal my experience and help me figure out what's going on in my head. And to make me accountable for what goes on with me and my getting-healthy plan. But there's another part of me ... a BIG part ... that wants, for the lack of a better word, attention. I'm sad to say that I really look forward to comments and constructive criticism and especially the encouragement. It's not an ego booster for me; it's more that I need a little bit of a cheering section.
See, I'm a bit of agoraphobic. I've been this way for about 10 years, although most people don't know that about me. It takes a lot to make myself leave my home. (Like yesterday I took my Kid to the library and out to lunch and did some shopping; we considered it a reward for helping me so much this week and for working hard on his behavior. And a break for me. Unfortunately, Village Inn doesn't have nutrition information for their food so when I got home, I used my own spreadsheet and wow! I **really** went over calories! With JUST an OMELET?!)
Anyway, I don't usually have daily contact with many people; this blog and the blogosphere is my contact with humans, however weird it seems.
Sorry. I rambled. Back to original thought: thanks to Sheila for reaching out and helping me to start getting over my hurdle. And thanks to everyone who left such wonderful words of encouragement over the last few days.
Weight down to 185 (from 214.6 last Thurs):
Weigh-in this morning is 212.8, a loss for the week of 1.8 pounds.
Exercycle 3 hours a week:
I didn't exercycle Friday through Monday.
Tuesday: 60:52 minutes, 13.63 miles, burned 500 calories.
Wednesday: 30 minutes, 6.47 miles, burned 237 calories
Write/Finish 3 E-Books:
Didn't write Friday through Tuesday.
Wednesday: Spent about an hour working on an e-book.