since s. mentioned that he liked his women pliable or softer or something along those lines i immediately resolved to get myself into something of my former shape. it's about time anyway. i hoped that i would be disciplined to do it once i got into this space, but i didn't. and it was a hassle. i had to push furniture around and still it didn't really afford me enough room. motivation has been exceedingly low. there's something about hovering on the brink of financial ruin that has a way of knocking the wind out of a person. i seem to have completely lost my fitness
resolve, and frankly have been too focused and absorbed on the constant
job condition, but now it has to become more of a priority because i'm
sick of looking at my thighs in their current condition.
so i resolve to keep trying. there's the promise of a fresh start at the new place, with the sense of renewal of spring and the lure and inspiration of more parks and a more interesting great outdoors.
i resolve to do the heavy lifting now and that includes paying attention to my diet again. i will have to make modifications to how i work out now. somehow i need to be able to exercise like a fiend without standing or walking on my foot for long periods of time. it's back to aching all the time, probably because i have been ignoring the pain and walking anyway. i found my birkie knockoffs which are making it less painful to walk and i also wear my little heel donut to take the pressure off, but it only works marginally. it could be that the cheapie solution was fine as a stopgap, but proper orthotics are probably on the horizon. in the meantime, it's ice, foot up and curtailing the amount of walking i do.
this oughta be interesting.