today, I did yoga and went on my walk at lunch.
And then I signed back up for Weight Watchers. In 2007, I was struggling with my weight and my overall health when a friend suggested WW. Over the next two years I lost about 55lbs, while completing two half marathons. I kept most of that off, and kept running, off and on up until 2015. Then, up up up. I got weirdly injured and couldn’t run. Up up up and the house and then running was so hard. It’s not Ms job to keep me healthy, it’s mine, but I haven’t been able to figure out how to do it in this new job where I’m lucky to walk 300 steps a day and the only way to get out of the house in this cold, rainy weather is to go eat.
its hard to admit that you don’t know how to do something as simple as eat. It feels like such an utter failure at life. But you know what feels worse? All my clothes not fitting and my knees aching every time I move. I think of my grandmother, unable to walk at the end because at some point it was easier to stay sitting down, and I want to be so used to moving that that’s the easier thing to do.
Anyway, sometimes the better thing to do is ask for help. So I tried that today.