"When you have children, you lose the right to self destruct." -Oprah
That is EXACTLY what I've been doing, self destructing. The pressure around our house these last months has been immense between my shoulder surgery, DH's heart scare, and job issues. Instead of dealing with the stress in a healthy way, I ate. A lot. Of Everything. Unless it was green, or good for you, then I didn't. Ok, that's a little extreme. I did have some vegetables and fruit, but, mainly, I made some horrid food choices. I also failed to move my body in any meaningful way. The scale is reflecting it.
More important than the scale, though, is how it's affecting my life. I have no energy, I'm unhappy, I feel generally bad, my clothes don't fit, my skin feels icky. I feel icky. Lately, I've even found myself not wanting to play with the kids, just wanting to lay around. That's not acceptable. At all. I have no other choice but to start again. Make good food choices, MOVE, get in my water, get healthy. After all, it's only failure if I quit, right? I've lost the right to self destruct.
Exercise is a little trickier than normal, because, unfortunately, the shoulder is in the same shape that it was pre-surgery. But, I can walk. I'm going to get back to walk/jogging tonight and I have to promise myself and you guys, right here and now, that I will not let it get to me when it hits me how badly I've let myself go, when I can't walk as far or jog as long. One foot in front of the other, that's all it takes.
For my blogging buddies, I've been keeping up with you! I'm SO proud of all your successes!