So…it’s been awhile since I posted anything. Gotta love depression. You think of things you should be doing but just can’t get moving–then you beat yourself up for not moving. It’s a lovely cycle.
As much as I’d like to just crawl under a rock and stay there, I can’t. Sub Rock habitation is not a great example for Cubby. So I went to the Doctor and got my medication adjusted. It’s been a week and I don’t seem to have any side effects so I guess we’re a go.
I went back to the gym this past Saturday. For the past six months I’ve been paying for a membership but my card never left my wallet. I call it paying a Fat Tax. I also went this morning to said gym and was greeted warmly with a “Welcome Back”. Though I’ve been away, doing the backstroke in lake Self-Pity, I can still leg out 1.5 miles in 30 minutes. I haven’t hit the weights yet, but I know I will soon. For the moment, I’m just happy I got out of the house.
June 27th, 2011 at 9:56 am
Good for you, girlfriend! It SUCKS to get into the bad place, and it sorta sucks to be getting out of it, but it is oh-so-fantastic to be in a different place. I’m rooting for you!!
June 30th, 2011 at 5:57 pm
Glad you’re back! I hope your meds even you out so you can enjoy the summer.
July 1st, 2011 at 4:53 pm
glad you’re seeing some daylight, literally and figuratively. the big D sux dead moose….well i’ll keep it clean. nice to see you blogging again…
July 23rd, 2011 at 10:26 am
Baby steps. We’ve all been there!