Friday, January 22, 2010
This whole place is so positive, I almost feel guilty writing about a bad morning. Hopefully, though, if I get it out here, it won't spew onto the family.
Got up a quarter after five--fifteen minutes late, but still with enough time for a workout, even if a shorter one. When I went downstairs, daughter was awake, and nearly crying from the pain. And yesterday was such a good day for her! I thought sure she would be able to make it to school today--if she doesn't go, she has now missed two full weeks. I'm so worried, and the next test isn't until next Wednesday. Meantime, we are waiting for the results on the blood tests to come back. It is frustrating beyond belief to see her in pain like this, and not be able to do anything.
I couldn't seem to get the coordination together to do much for my workout, so it was really short--only about 20 minutes. Right now I'm trying to tell myself that 20 minutes is better than nothing.
On top of this, there is a party tonight. I am feeling pretty far from sociable, what with the daughter and the negative self image I can't seem to kick the past couple of weeks. I feel like I need to go to the party, though--it is a going away party for a friend who is joining the Air Force.
There are some other things, the small type of thing that builds up over time to all crash down on you at once. Generally, I guess I am feeling whiny, and I need to snap out of it.
So, let's focus on the positive...I did manage to get up every morning this week to work out, and that makes two weeks now. I've also done better at tracking my food this week--every day from Tuesday on.