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Shoot, it's been a bit rough lately. I haven't been keeping track of my food intake at all. I have excuses but I hate excuses. I just didn't put enough effort in. I'm only up a pound but I am mostly disappointed that I was negligent in making any effort at all. Sometimes that is the thing I do. I don't take care of myself. Got myself in this mess and I keep trying to figure out why I did it. All the excuses I keep coming up with are a bit flat. Yes I have had some medical issues that have kept me from moving as much as I was but you know what, somebody, somewhere at some point has had something much worse and it didn't stop them. I had hip surgery, I didn't loose a leg. I had a bought with some pretty awful back pain, but it resolved I am not 100% but at least 70% and somewhere somebody can't walk and they make more of an effort then me. So why do I not put an effort into taking care of my health? I can't quite figure out why I neglect that aspect of my life so much. I go through spurts, but as soon as things get tough it is the first thing I let slide. Me. I forget to be kind to Me.
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