Yup, not going fishing this weekend. Car still needs fixing. Crap still needs doing. And my hair still needs cutting. Sigh.
So, I’m over it. Maybe.
Today, I pulled out a new outfit I shouldn’t have purchased and put it on. I needed something happy to begin my day. So here I am, in this top that makes me look like I’ve lost thirty pounds even though I haven’t. Obviously, it is a glorious shirt, right?
I’ve been working really hard in yoga. Until I became the chauffeur for the masses, I was in class three times a week. Every week. I missed one Thursday class a month for another engagement, but still, that’s a lot of yoga! Since the changes took hold, I miss one or two classes a week. And I feel it. And it all pisses me off.
My doc recommended restorative yoga about three years ago. I wanted to start back, but was reluctant for whatever stupid excuse I came up with. I found my current teacher online and just decided to go. I’ve been there ever since. I know how much I need to be there.
My resolution for this year was to lose another twenty pounds. It took me about a year and a half to lose 48 and I wanted to continue on that curve. To date, I’ve gained about 14 and lost five of that, so I’m still over my previous low by nine pounds. In two years, my overall loss is 39 and I’m NOT cool with that. My doc retired and I know I need to just suck it up and go find a new integrative doc who is well-versed in hormone replacement to get me back in balance, and I will at some point, but, yoga makes a huge difference as well.
I just realized, more than half the year has gone and I’ve gained nine pounds instead of losing 20. My new total is to lose 29 pounds by the end of the year. Well, that sucks.