This week I have been battling depression, I've been up and down, full of despair one minute and determination the next. I finally got through it by writing things down like this - negative/positive: I am totally broke (until next week - then all is right in my world again), I have this lump (of course it is nothing serious- yippee), I haven't lost any weight even though I have been eating very well and actually following Weight Watchers (but, as I mentioned earlier I am starting to see the changes from working out and eating right) and the biggie - seriously, if this is all I have to complain about I am one lucky girl (no negative there)!
As I was sitting in the waiting room, my biggest concern was that I would not be able to work out for a while... WOW what a difference 6 months makes in a mindset. I moan and complain on occasion because I get up before dawn to workout but if I couldn't do it I would be so sad. I am finally starting to see the changes that make it all worth while and fortunately I haven't injured myself so I can keep on keeping on!
So thanks for letting me whine a bit! I am going to kick this ICK week goodbye and have a better tomorrow.