… When you’re not as miserable as you were on days one, two, three, four, five, six, seven… well, you get what I mean. Day sixteen already? Wow, I do believe there’s hope that I just might pull this one off! Misery visits now and again, but it’s fairly fleeting these days. I’m into the “resigned to this fate” mode, and it’s okay now.
My support network, at first limited to my lovely hubby, my Ideal Protein “ray of sunshine” coach, Dee, Wendy the wonder-friend who’s in this thing with me, and terrific Tosha tennis pro (precious partner of Wonder-friend Wendy). My forever bestie, Polly Pig, (my name’s Sarah Sow) is always with me!
But then, this blog brought new friends and people from around the world who read my blog and share their stories with me. Thanks Fattie No More, CeeJayKay Fit, Momma Ames, and Finnie Gets Fit for your inspiration and your sympathy!
So even though 16 days have come and gone and despite the fact that the first week felt like a full 2 years, 8 months and 27 days, I don’t feel all alone and miserable. I’ve joined a community that makes the days march on by
like a herd of turtles more quickly than they once did. We’ll get there eventually.