Friday, January 04, 2013
So - the past few months have been - well - difficult. My lupus flared up in October and I have a bad habit of disappearing when it does. I feel like no one wants to be around sick people. Then my arthritis kicked in and my feet went wonky so I had to back off the exercise. Oh - and then I got pneumonia and the doctor put me on complete bed rest. (Well - theoretically complete. The only person who would ever put someone on that is someone who has never been sentenced to it.)
As a result of all that - I've regained all the weight I lost - and possibly some extra just to add insult to injury - or sickness. And that is the point of this, by the way, not a sympathy blog.
Sigh. And then - I put on a pair of jeans I got from a thrift store to work around here - and they turned out to be mom jeans. Nothing makes a girl feel sexy like jeans that have a 12 inch inseam. How could I not have noticed that? And - oh my god - they are actually comfortable. I'm not sure what is worse? That I'm wearing mom jeans or I'm kind of liking them....(Ok - that might be a small plea for sympathy.)
But - the doctor did a lung function test and said I can leave the bed and start on the exercise deal again slowly. (Hopefully the podiatrist on the 14th will get me something for foot pain too.)
I got on the bike and managed to ride for 5 minutes before I couldn't breathe. But it was 5 minutes. Tomorrow will be 10 and Sunday - 15. That will get me to 20 by Monday when I can redo my meal plan.
I'm writing this for motivation and accountability. I will do this again. I want to look at the positive side and see what I've learned. First - working on a farm has completely diminished every last shred of my fashion sense (and I need to work on that).
Second - I need to work on a plan of what to do when I do get sick and can't work out. Third - I'm going to rock these mom jeans today ...