I promised myself when I started this journey on August 12, that I would be completely honest with myself. It has absolutely nothing to do with the way I look. I’m aggravated in that I feel like I’m going backwards in my progress instead of forward.
I talked my boss into letting me cut my hours back by 2 so I could have the time to train. I fully expected to be truly running for my training instead of nursing an injury and walking. I also expected to be in the pool right now, but the Y doesn’t have anyone that will work with my schedule. My ortho doc doesn’t want to do surgery for my ulnar neuropathy, so I’m not sleeping well at night because of the braces I have to wear and I feel like no matter how much I sacrifice, I can’t get anywhere. I’m not paranoid or anything like that but I almost feel like everyone is out to go against what I want for myself right now.
Husband is nursing his own injury right now and he’s down because he’s not doing any sort of training and is missing his half mary next month, and since he’s my biggest cheerleader, and he’s not so cheerful right now, I found myself fighting tears this morning (and right now) that I am feeling so down.
I’m too tenacious to give up, but I just feel so, I don’t know, lost? hopeless? po’d (definately).
The teensy (and I mean teensy) bright spot, is that I finally got on the bike. For a whole 10 minutes.
{{{HUGS}}} I’m sorry you are going through such a rough time right now.
{{{Hugs}}} Hang in there, things have *got* to improve. You’ve made a great start; don’t give up on that!
You will make it through. Big goals are accomplished by small and simple things. I know what you’re talking about. It seems when I get ready to really go at something, the obstacles and setbacks can really get me down. I’ve decided that I’m a slow-but-steady puddle jumper. I can’t just easily glide over the set backs, but need to dig in, and take it slow.
When I do that, and make sure I spend time doing other things that help me de-stress, but that are good to do (I like listening to music, just having quiet time, reading and I have mountains nearby that I can drive do and get away), it’s easier for me to continue on, and my one-step-forward, two-steps-back diminish.
Slow and steady wins the race, as the tortoise says. 🙂
{{{{Terri}}}}}
Terri, I can’t imagine how frustrating this must be for you. I hope you are feeling better soon and find someone to work with you on your swimming.
It’s frustrating, and all the platitudes in the world can be absolutely meaningless sometimes (just as sometimes they’re just the thing you need to hear to keep on keepin’ on). I *know* I’ve lost girth with all the time I’ve spent at the gym, but the scale hasn’t moved much, and *that’s* really aggravating. Don’t give up; you’re better than that.
:cuddlehug
Hang in there! Big hug!
Hang in there, sweetie. Hugs.
{hugs}
Don’t give up – just keep working on what you CAN do. Ten minutes on the bike is better than NO minutes on the bike!