at the biggest loser.
I have lost the same 3 pounds at least three times now. Bah! Sometimes during the day I am motivated to be healthy and to treat my body like the Lord's temple it is. But more often I am in self destruction mode. Especially these last two weeks.
I started a new medicine several weeks ago in order to get my self back on track. Apparently having babies can mess with your system. Who knew? Anyway, my good doctor thought we would try these little blue pills (no, not those little blue pills) for three months to see if my body could regulate itself.
I am not enjoying it. I think they are making me grumpy. And weepy. And short tempered. And hungry. I wondered aloud yesterday if I could be aware of all these feelings and yet still feel like I had no control over the way I felt. More than one person told me yes.
So I think it might be the blue pills.
I am feeling good today, so far. My Biggest Loser crowd has added the challenge of most minutes exercised this week to the most pounds lost. Since I am not losing the pounds, maybe I will win the minutes. So far I am up to 205 minutes. Pretty good, but it is Spring Break.
Don't feel sorry for me and my little blue pills. I think acknowledging the problem is half the fight, right? I told Mr. Brick that I wanted to come up with a code word to use when I felt these waves of unreasonableness come over me.
OK, thanks for reading this way too honest blog. Wendy says I need a filter!