But I actually saw those five inches I lost creep back on board.
I really got bummed out. I think I'm fighting depression yet again, considering my sleeping schedule. I hate sleeping so late, I never feel like I get anything done.
The kids both have summer school so here I go again, flipping back on a day schedule.
I've also been debating on how to include more activity. Truth is, the thought of going to the gym and riding the bike doesn't exactly trip my trigger. I figure I can find something that I can do that's fun instead, so I don't dread it and inevitably avoid it.
I'll figure it out. I'm also going to go to a doctor as soon as we get the cards so I can deal with this depression/social anxiety stuff.
Got too much to do to hide in a corner and lick my wounds.
I've come too far to turn back now.