Thursday, September 2, 2010


The reason there has been no blog this week is that there is nothing to write about. I haven’t exercised this week, at all. My eating has been only ok. The weekend was horrifying, but the last couple of days have been more reasonable. I haven’t tracked much this week at all. I tracked the horrifying-ness that was Saturday and Sunday, and then stopped for Monday and Tuesday, which was probably fine as I didn’t do that badly. I feel like I’ve got the motivation, just not, apparently, the self-control. Weird. It also doesn’t help that Jeff was gone and I was lonely. I can’t seem to bypass the overeating on those nights.

Anyways, I’ve been busy preparing for our camping trip this weekend. I’ve got my shopping list, my personal packing list, our couple packing list, our food packing list… AND we have to get it all together tonight. I hate being a procrastinator, but I can guarantee you if I had packed them early, I would have arrived this weekend missing several necessary items and then I’d’ve been pissed off.

I’m going to weigh-in again tomorrow morning. My weights this week have been more reasonable than that nearly impossible weight I got last Friday morning. I imagine tomorrow will be more normal, but I will let you know.

I won a gift card from another blog that I read and found out this morning, Thanks Ericka!!! I am totally stoked! What will I buy?!?!? So many options, so many fun things I can just see collecting in my house. Oh, I can’t wait!

An last, please keep my little sister in your thoughts and prayers. Her gp was on vacation from the beginning of this whole thing, and when he got back, saw her and said he thinks she has Lupus. (Just from googling it, I’m hoping that’s not it) He did a 6 or 8 panel blood test to determine whether that’s correct or not and the results of the first two that came through said it’s not. But there’s still several more results to hear, and I think she’ll be getting them today. Part of me hopes it’s it because then at least she’d know, but the other (and larger part) wishes it wasn’t because there is no cure, no real treatment to heal the disease, only the symptoms. It’s a real conundrum.


  1. My prayers are with you and your sister. My father had this and he lived with it for years. You are right their is no cure, but you can control it. Hugs to you. :)