My niece had just come back from one of her little friend's birthday party, and face painting was involved.
My nephew showed me the new addition to his room, which I now want for my own bedroom.
They invited me to dinner with them, so we went to a Greek place, where I ordered a Greek salad.
The super huge salad was enough to feed 3 or 4 people! I dipped my fork tines in the dressing with each bite for a little bit of extra flavor. I barely made a dent in it though, and I just took the rest home with me. I didn't bother with the dressing. The salad made a nice leftover lunch today, but I didn't finish the lettuce as it had already started to wilt. Not a problem though, what I had of it was super tasty and filling.
I've committed to finishing PT for the next 4 weeks. I'm ready to put this injury behind me - more than ready. I just want to get better. No Bootcamp, not even walking at lunch anymore. I really need to rest the knee. I'm going to pay strict attention to what my physical therapist tells me and follow every single one of his recommendations. He told me working my upper body and core are still ok, more than ok, so that's what I will be doing. That, and paying attention to food intake will be my keys. I'm tracking all the things, and staying away from inflammatory things.
This year has been quite a doozy - I make progress, then backslide, then pull it together, then take a step back. It's frustrating, because I'm doing it to myself. I know what I must do, what I need to do, and it's time to stop coasting. It's beyond time to get serious. More than time.
I could say life has thrown some crazy curve balls at me this year, but that would just be an excuse, and I refuse to hide behind excuses. I won't do that. I'm taking responsibility. I'm not going to think about perhaps planning on thinking of making a plan, etc. That's just a waste of time. And will get me no where.
I admit I'm not perfect, never claimed to be perfect, and I don't know everything. I never claimed to have all the answers. Good Lord, I wish I did, it'd make maintaining a weight loss way easy. I do know how to screw up epically though, and I'm just so tired of it. Enough with that already.
The weekend brought some great family times, and some much needed clarity. I'm trying. I'm doing what needs to be done. Cooking simple meals and outlining a food plan I can live with. With real food. That's the only way to go, right?