When I am unhealthy, I can often look back and recognize a fog. A mental fog that weighs me down so much, it becomes a physical attribute. I don’t necessarily notice it every minute of every
Who knows what happened.
Excuses happened. A bunch of them.
I posted last about the 16 pounds that I fought for. And then, I lost all
It’s a rainy day here in Milwaukee.
As I was driving to work this morning, I started thinking about my struggles with healthiness. I feel like I’ve done better with my eating this week
The weekend flew by, as does most weekends. It was so beautiful here in Milwaukee. I did a 20min home yoga video on Friday night and then Francisco and I met a friend and her
Thanks for all your support on being back at this, on being back on this whole push for healthiness. It feels utterly ridiculous that here I am again because I KNOW what I need to do. This
The first step in any drug or alcohol treatment program is admitting the addiction. That is what I’ve done this week, admitted I’m struggling. I’ve been trying to hide it but I know
I need to be back.
I need to blog.
Life is like WHOA. I have now gained MORE weight in the six months after the birth of Francisco than during my entire pregnancy itself. I am uncomfortable
16. The hardest 16 ever!
The scale shows 16lbs down and I’m feeling a groove. I am getting to the gym more and more in the mornings now that Francisco is FINALLY sleeping through the night.