Monday, March 13, 2017
This past weekend was a very rough weekend, following a hard week.
I have been sick most of the week due to grass fires in the area. Lack of breath = not much in the way of exercise, and defiantly no walking the dogs. Understandable, and uncontrollable. It happens. But looking back, I think this started things.
I have made a promise to myself and my fur babies that we would take at least one personal walk every week. With 3 dogs, this guarantees at least 3 walks a week, even when I don't feel like exercising. Walking with them is more than exercise. It is bonding time with them and my DH when he is able to come with us. Being outside with my babies is depression therapy.
This past week, I actually CRAVED my walks with them. I didn't realize that I had achieved this non-scale victory! But I couldn't be outside without feeling worse. They didn't understand, and would go to their harnesses and look back at me. I know that there was nothing I could do to change things, and circumstances made it where I wasn't actually breaking my promise, but my depression kept saying I was letting us all down.
Add to this stress at work from an internal audit. Blech.
Then comes the downward spiral. Saturday DH was working in the yard. I was in bed with a migraine. Depression says "you are so lazy, look at you laying here and him working". Anxiety starts listing everything that I need to be doing instead, because if I don't who will???
Long story short - I was a basket case on Saturday and Sunday.
This is Monday - a new day, the start of a new week, a new beginning!
The great thing about life is that today does not have to be limited by the past. Today, I feel good. Today, I can and will be happy with what gets accomplished. Today, I will do what I can to move closer to my goals. And, today, I will be able to go for a walk.
Now to choose which one of the babies to take with me.