Sunday, June 30, 2013
After two solid weeks of eating well and exercising regularly, I'm starting to be cautiously optimistic that maybe this is it, I'm really back on track.
Surprisingly, I feel comfortable. It's familiar. It almost feels as though I hadn't stopped living this way. Which is so encouraging, because maybe that also means that my lifestyle really has changed more than I thought. After being off track for 9 months, I thought maybe I'd just lost it, that my success was the aberration.
Now I'm hoping that perhaps the aberration was my 9-month hiatus, that what's real is me living a healthy life.
Next week will be a strong test. Mom's open-heart surgery is tomorrow morning. I will have to work hard to prepare decent food and work in my exercise amid a lot of boredom and stress (killer combo).
I'm wondering if it would be in bad taste if I took an hour during her long surgery in the morning and dashed down to the gym for a treadmill workout. The alternative is sitting there for 4-6 hours reading a book and chatting with family. But what if something goes wrong? What do you think?
I guess I should say that my priority right now is Mom and I will be so glad to have tomorrow over and help her with the recovery. It's my main motivation right now. Yet I also want to make the experience as positive as I can, for both of us.
Going to spend the afternoon with her today and skip the church potluck. She's doing okay, but the least thing makes her cry because she's so nervous. But I know she'll do great and it's all downhill after this, all recovery.