|This morning's fog|
|The picture in which I have no hair|
With all that circling around my mind yesterday, I spent a good couple hours in my blankie, in front of the TV, eating enough mint chocolate chip cookies to warrant an allergic reaction. For my sanity, and my health, Scott and I started etching out a plan to keep me sane and allergy free. While I'm 90% sure Scott decided to propose in the middle of a blizzard last January to keep up my spirits, we decided a more regulated plan should be in place this year. We're still etching out the details (are mandatory date nights weekly or bi-weekly? How often are we bundling up and going for a walk? etc. etc.), but today I was supposed to get up at 8:30 and exercise.
This isn't a "pity me" post, nor am I demanding encouragement or solutions. If anything, it's more of a warning: if things go well, you will see things like; "PS - I finally got myself up to drinking 2L of water a day" or "I'm ready to move on to intermediate/advanced pilates". If things don't go well, that's when you'll see more drawn out posts like this one. I find writing stuff out helps me be accountable to myself.
But if you have encouragement, advice or stories to commiserate, feel free to share! After all, life is about more than just clothes!