It's been a couple of weeks and life is about the same. Ron had surgery last week. The foot is - well, it is what it is. I'm taking him back to the doctor tomorrow to have it re-checked because I don't like how it looks.
I've done a great job of self-sabotage. I haven't followed my own diet plan, haven't done what I set out to do, and haven't lost any weight. But, I did get to the YMCA four days in a row week before last. Last week, I made it Monday and Tuesday. This week - I'm not sure.
I had someone give me an older recumbent exercise bike for Ron (it's a Kathy Ireland brand). It's not great, but it is functional. I used it a bit last night. The resistance is tough, no matter how much I loosen it, so it may need to have some WD-40 applied.
I'm lowering my expectations of myself for the next few weeks. I need to relax and de-stress over the fact that Amy is getting married on an exotic beach in two months. I need to just not worry today or tomorrow about how I'm going to look in eight weeks. I just need to do what I need to do.
God, help me! I still need to get my passport!