Moving on

Doesn’t that just *sound* tacky?  Moving on.  As in what right to *I* have to move on?

However, I must so ….

I’ve also read through this poor journal/blog to find that so many things are about other persons and their effect on me.  I think this is a time for me to focus more on me. 

Late January this year I joined a gym.  Granted with the things February brought, going rather fell by the wayside.  However I am going back to it.  Getting back on that horse is taking more effort than falling off it did I can sure tell ya

Beginning this month I joined weight watchers online.  I’m not a meeting or social type person and my online live journal friends and I motivate ourselves quite nicely. 

Part of me wants to run back to the low carb because losing weight was so.very.easy.  However I know — for me anyway — it just wasn’t healthy.

I feel better now than I have in a long time — well I feel better physically.  Emotionally?  That a whole ‘nuther ball-o-wax.

For now I trudge ahead taking solice in doing small things for me in hopes that soon emotionally I’ll be better than I am at the moment.

**the picture above is of the Severn River Bridge on the Severn River in Annapolis MD.  It was taken last summer.