Well, crisis no longer averted. Crisis is head on! I hate it when you have a constant sick feeling in your stomach. That is how I feel right now. Everything will work out in the end I'm sure, but not before a lot of fighting and turmoil. It really and truly sucks when you can't eat or sleep properly...and you have to worry about someone you love being taken total advantage of. Basically, I have had to agree to something I don't support at all just to keep the peace. And someone is being VERY selfish and only thinking of himself.
On a much nicer note, I started getting off my butt and doing some actual exercise. Thanks to Enz, I began to get out on the weekends which adds to my daily exercise of always taking the stairs. Just to be clear, I take the stairs in every situation. So even when I'm not in the office and say in a parking garage, I take the stairs. Even if I have to visit a government building with a client and go to the 7th floor, I take the stairs. Nine times out of ten my client doesn't join me, but that's okay.
I made a delicious pork tenderloin over the weekend with garlic roasted cauliflower and breaded and fried eggplant. I'll post pictures and instruction in my next post. Just wanted to let you all know that I am alive and well. My heart just hurts. My weigh-in is on Friday. My second last one! We'll see what the scale says. I have not eaten well at all (meaning very little) over the past week. This isn't necessarily good because historically, the less I eat, the less I lose. Things are not good when your metabolism slows down which is what happens when you don't eat enough. Hope everyone is having a good week. I have been reading blogs, just not commenting as much. Sorry about that. I really like to reciprocate the support. I'll check in again after my weigh-in.
I run, I strength train, I practice yoga, I cycle, I eat clean and I enjoy wine time. I underwent brachioplasty (upper arm lift) and upper, outer thigh liposuction on 22/09/15. Lover of humor; the good, the bad and the dirty kind. Was able to finally get my weight under control and I'm half my size from my highest weight. In my 3rd year of maintenance. First Nation Canadian. My son is my heart. This is my life in selfies...