If you’ve noticed, I’ve been distracted and a little obsessed. My last two posts or so have been a bit uptight as I am apt to get during an exacerbation of the thing that physically plagues me. It’s all a cycle really,
- I start to feel lousy
- I recognize that I have reason as the physical symptoms worsen
- I try to convince myself it’s all in my head
- I try the “suck it up already”-method of coping
- NOSEDIVE and REPEAT
Then… what often breaks the cycle is I’m forced into a corner to make another health related decision and I eventually decide that in order to give the new decision a valid trial, I have to cop to a better attitude.
That’s where I am starting today. I got my haircut yesterday as a way to, believe it or not, assist with the new plan. I am taking a few days and going to the beach at the end of the week to assist the new plan. I signed up for a yoga class modified for people like myself, to assist the new plan. I am pushing, but not too much, to be as active as possible within the limits of my current uh…. hmmmm…limitations (I guess that’s the word?) to assist with the new plan. I am resigning to be positive about the new plan in hopes of giving it a chance to affect the old bod more positively.
So that’s the story… on to other randoms…
For those wondering I did return to the bike (after the break in my knee) and am doing it daily about twenty minutes or so to my capacity without draining me. NO it did not become a coat rack…yet. I’m also still doing boxing drills…. These are part of the old plan that keeps me going.
SO I CUT MY HAIR OFF AGAIN! I freaked out when I woke up this morning. I forgot I had it cut… It only lasted about half a minute before I recalled but, it was kinda funny…I am not really fond of me in short hair… ah the sacrifices we make … for the new plan!
Doug is doing okay. He is getting old enough now that strangers notice and feel compelled to mention that he looks old. Maybe it’s the baldness? Others still say he has a puppy face. I suspect that’s kind of like when you’re overweight and some well-meaning but hapless soul says something stupid like, “she has such a pretty face…” Usually it’s preceded by the words “It’s too bad…” or “It’s such a shame…”
Yeah okay that wasn’t the most positive thing I could have posted but…I said that I’m just gonna be more positive. I’m not gonna lie!
Have a great day and come back tomorrow for SIX SENTENCE STORIES! THE CUE IS DECK! Sorry…not draw… DECK, DECK, DECK! 😵If you end up doing draw by accident no sweat my bad sorry!