I have started over. I fell off the wagon hard over the past 18 months and gained back a large percentage of the weight that I lost. I also stopped running (or exercising of any type). A few months ago, I was diagnosed with high blood pressure.
Time to wake up and take action. That is not how I want to be. I have started running again and started counting my calories again. We are still working on the right mix of medicines to control my blood pressure. One single medicine hasn't worked for me so we are working with combinations of two different meds right now and that seems to be working better. Save the rash I am dealing with that we think could be an allergic reaction. I know, it's a process and we will get there. I am still fighting the fact that I have to be on meds at all. Yes, it's hereditary but that isn't making me feel any better about it.
I also feel like I am fighting an uphill battle with the weight thing. I waited a little too late in life and apparently being a "middle age woman" makes it twice as difficult. Wahoo.
Time to count my blessings. Today I am going to focus on the fact that I can run. I am healthy enough and my legs work and I have actually found pleasure in running again. It is my alone-in-my-head time. If I want I can get lost in my favorite music. I feel great when I get that endorphin high after I'm done. I have some races coming up that I get to travel to. I am blessed.
Have a great day!