The second I moved away from my "low thinking" plan, it fell apart a little. Ugh.
The more I realize that this isn't about fitness, diet, as much as it's about my mindset, burnout, and an overloaded central nervous system- the better off I'll be.
This isn't programming a diet and weight loss plan like other people can do. This is about recognizing that I am an isolated caregiver and that if I don't do something different, I'll keep getting the same stuck result.
I have lost 2 pounds and while that's better than gaining weight, if is wayyyyy too slow of progress for the amount of time passing.
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Making a huge pot of soup on Sundays with homemade bread has been a saving grace. It's barely cool outside as Autumn approaches and I am already craving hearty stews and warming crusty bread.
It's because they bring comfort and that's missing in my life.
Isolation and loneliness are not cool to talk about, but they are very real. Very very real.
It's Monday and I am coming into this week with a 1/2 pot of stew left, a few pieces of that Sunday made crusty bread, and a good attitude.
I thought I was ready to follow along with workout videos, but I am not.
I'll do what I've been successful at and that's setting a timer and lifting weights and dancing around for 45 minutes. Feels foolish because I am not following a "plan" but it's better than the alternative which is me just sitting at my desk ruminating and looking up 1000 articles and actually getting nothing at all done.
I have reminders set everyday this week to come and post an update. I think it's the only way I'll be consistent. I don't want it to feel like one more thing to do.
I want to keep the original energy of why I started this blog in the first place.
- To have a digital diary of what I am doing to start caring for myself
- Document my weight loss
- Hopefully make someone else in similar shoes feel less alone.



