So far, 2011 has, in a word, sucked. Really sucked. I had some high hopes going into this year, but things didn't work out the way I'd hoped. And then the hits just kept on coming. For the last few weeks I've been in a pretty terrible funk. 2011 was shaping up to be the year the broke me. But I just looked at the calendar. It's not over. I have a quarter of the year left to feel like my life hasn't turned out to be a huge waste of space. And yeah, that's pretty much how I've been feeling.
As far as the weight loss has gone this year, it's been slow. I still work out ALL the time and I do the best I can with the food choices. I haven't by any stretch stopped my efforts, despite my absence from my blog. I've just simply felt like I have nothing to say. At least nothing that's worth anybody's attention.
In retrospect, I think I went into 2011 giving myself FAR too much credit for accomplishments I've made. But, the universe has a way of taking care of that. I can't tell you how many times my legs have been figuratively knocked out from under me in the past 9 months. So I'm taking my time getting back up. Any grasp I ever had at self esteem or (heaven forbid) confidence has always been tenuous and fragile. So I'm going to get back up slowly and quietly. But I am getting back up.