I hate, hate, hate feeling tired all the time. Walking around like I'm in a fog, yawning all the time, barely able to keep my eyes open. The only time I really seem to perk up is after a meal or a snack, which, obviously, is not a solution.
The problem is, fatigue is a part of my life. No getting around that. It gets worse every time I lower the dose of steroids I'm on - which I did yesterday. I'm so excited to be down to 10mg! On the other hand, I hate the adjustment period.
Yesterday, I completely skipped making dinner, and passed out on the couch. I only woke up when hubby called to let me know he was on his way home, and I asked him to pick up dinner. SO mad at myself for doing that! I got a large meal from ChickFilA, of course. But, I did workout for 15 minutes. I didn't put my heart into it, but at least I was moving before I passed out on the couch.
Ah, fatigue. How I hate you so. I know I just need to keep exercising, keep eating right, keep doing the best I can during this adjustment period. It's just so stinkin' hard!
It doesn't help that I did not lose any weight this week - in fact, I gained half a pound. I have been staying in my calorie ranges, at least I can pat myself on the back for that. But it's time to buckle down and put some effort into my workouts. As much as I can, anyway.
Tonight's plan: shrimp pasta for dinner, perhaps with a salad if it is still good. Workout at the gym, starting with ST for my legs, and moving to the elliptical if I'm up for it.