.8... lost...
Not exactly the number I was hoping for after I killed myself all week, but a loss is a loss so I'll take it. I'm really loving the weather right now. It's cold as hell, but sunny out in the mornings. This morning, instead of my usual argument with myself about going down to my "gym" for workout, I took the dogs on a walk. We went 2 miles and MAN did it feel good! They got something out of it and so did I. I read an article almost 2 years ago that said 5 minutes outside in the sunshine at the top of the morning is better than any anti-depressent prescribed. It's actually how I started running. So it's kind of good to get back to my roots. This eating more thing is proving to be a bit more difficult than anticipated... and I figured it'd be hard... but I do feel better. I'm less sluggish, more patient, and a lot happier. Another week kicked off... and positive thoughts are carrying me in... here we go again
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