For my health, I need to get into a schedule. I need to get back to basics. My doctor's appointment was not great. Seeing numbers back over 7, and my weight up 2 pounds (not nearly as much as I thought) make me realize that my health is what I give to it. I make it happen - the good and the bad. I know what I need to do; I don't need a magic pill, special diet, or anything else. It all comes from within and I know how to get back to a healthy state.
What I need to learn is how to weather the ups and downs in my mood; how to ride the wave of life's challenges, fluctuating hormones, and even the season of the year (SAD is coming). I know what to eat and not eat. I know how much and I know how important exercise is to my body and mind.
I worked out with the sisters this morning. I then ate a giant sandwich - homemade sourdough, locally made Gouda cheese and probably my last "summer" tomato. The last time I had bread was February in San Francisco... Why now? Other than my friend dropping off a "thank you" loaf of bread; I have no clue what possessed me; and for the record, my stomach feels like its holding a lead brick. I hate this feeling....It's my equivalent of a hangover... Meh.
And, like with a hangover, I'm full of regret and "never again".
Maybe this time it will stick.
Salad is dinner. Back to basics.