I’m starting to feel the old, “What’s the use?” ennui kick in when it comes to my resolve for some of the changes I want to make.
I’ve “worked out” (meaning Wii games or a walk) nearly every day in January. I’ve had eight weeks of physical therapy. I’ve tracked my WW points/eating every day for two and a half weeks. I’m making progress on several small projects (recipe clipping/filing, using a pumice stone on 1-2 shower tiles a day).
But there doesn’t seem to be any progress. Now I have a stack of clipped recipes that need to be transcribed into my electronic cookbook. I have a shower that’s 1/5th bright and shiny and 4/5ths dull and dingy. I’ve lost 3 lbs. My back hurts nearly as much as it ever did.
But I guess I’ll keep on keeping on and give up giving up. Because it’s what we do. Put one foot in front of the other. Slow progress is better than none.
I keep telling myself.
Today I’m praying for: Jim, Jim, Janet, and Lucie.
Currently reading: Shade by John B. Olson – so far, it’s great!
Last movie: Bottle Shock – we both really enjoyed it. Click here for more on this.