Its official, I am in my fifth week of being sick. I wish I could be more specific on what it is but the diagnosis has moved from pneumonia to asthma and everything in between. I am not on high doses of steroids and a z pack and starting to finally feel a bit human. A bit.
I have never been more sick in my life. I know I talked a bit about it in a previous post but I am fed up! I have to get my life back. My health. The reason I lost weight previously was for myself and my family and although circumstances lent me a tough hand I had NO BUSINESS letting myself go again. I am mad! Mad at myself and sick and tired of it. There are things I want to do. Races I want to race. Adventures I want to take. I can’t like this. I am miserable.
I am the only one who can make it happen and I am happy to report I am doing well. I have lost 10.9 pounds in the last two weeks and feeling strong and confident. I am focusing on my health. Mental and physical. Making myself a priority. Making my kids a priority.
Get ready, its going to be one hell of a ride!