That ten pounds was pretty hard to do, and I am just glad that I didn't gain any back. In January I went on a small cruise vacation with SO MUCH FOOD. I hadn't been worried about it because I had gone on a cruise last year and I was so active that I didn't gain. On the second night of the cruise I hurt my foot, actually breaking one toe. :( I spent the rest of the cruise either in a wheelchair or walking clumsily with a cane. I've spent some time in the state of Depression, which generally means less activity, more time wallowing in sorrow, I mean bed.
I'm starting to perk up now that some warm weather is here. I've gone walking the last three nights and I definitely feel better, though still dealing with financial issues, which are an invitation to depression and its friend despair. I may have to take a second job, which I absolutely dread. ABSOLUTELY. Or a new job altogether. I'm working on figuring this out.
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| My foot a couple of weeks after the cruise. |
