Mysterious

I mysteriously lost 6-7 lbs. in the last month.  I have no idea what I did differently.  I just know that size 16 shorts fit again, and the scale was under 190.

So far this summer has been thoroughly unpleasant.  I am hoping with better choices, better days will follow.  Right now, I'm not in a very good frame of mind.  All I want to do is run and hide.

Perhaps instead of naming my blog, Phat Girlz Guide to Running I should have opted for Depressing Quips of a Transplant.

I would like to say I'm not alone, but at the moment that is exactly how I feel. Alone.

I walked.

I'm tired.  I'm sad. I miss my mom, son and sister.  I confessed to my husband last night that I'm fighting away the blues and depression with a stick right now.

But...I walked. (Thank you Tammy)

Now it is time to search my soul to find out what is out of balance, and start to make adjustments.

Step...step...step...