Friday, May 10, 2013
I am fat. When I catch sight of myself in a mirror (which I avoid) I am shocked. None of my clothes fit. But I am starting to feel like myself again. Part of what happens to me is stress, but I think a large part is depression. Long, cold, dreary winters are hard on me.
With spring I start to come alive again. I was full of energy yesterday. I worked out and then hooped and then got on the exercise bike and did some more. I stuck to my calorie goal and it didn't seem too hard. I allowed myself a frozen fruit pop in the evening (although I had already finished logging for the day) and enjoyed it but didn't feel guilty.
I feel more like myself.
And my grand baby is coming for the weekend!