"progress"

Ok, so, all the progress I made is gone. Here is a quick update on my goals. Thanks to my friend's  (Hey Victoria!) suggestion, I'm definitely going to make the goals far smaller and more tangible. It might be a challenge but that's ok. That's what this whole experience is.

The reason I haven't been sticking with it or making much progress is due to several reasons.

1. I've not been feeling great. My knee feels like shit after doing the Camp Gladiator workout, plus, you know, living on the 3rd floor. Also have been hella lethargic and after discussing it with Justin discovered--

2. MY ANXIETY PILLS, BRO. They have been stalling my weight progress/making me want to eat ALL the carbs, making me droopy and drowsy, and I am done. Weened quit cold turkey about four days ago. They were great while I needed them, however being away from my family has been such a relief that I no longer feel the need to continue taking the damn things.

3. My depressing was getting worse. The pills were not helping anything because I had nothing to be anxious about but the overwhelming feelings of worthlessness and fatigue became too much. My husband is my cheerleader but I shouldn't have to rely on him all the time to make me feel better. I need to figure out how to cope with shit.

Here is the plan for this week:

1. Take Dad to his post-treatment cancer appointment at the VA
2. Finish my short story homework for the semester
3. Begin homework for my other class (whoops)
4. Wash every. bit. of. laundry.
5. Go to meditation on Thursday morning
6. Make a financial plan for savings, etc.

That should be it. I would like to try to get to yoga if I can, but if my knee keeps being stupid I may have to stick to my Sweatin' to the Oldies DVD. Don't hate, it's awesome. Seriously. I wish I had found that years ago.