Another walk. Another round of Pilates. The tight pinch that pulls all my muscles together somewhere between my shoulder and my neck is beginning to loosen. The ache in my lower back, though still there, has become more of a murmur than a yell.
Resting meditation. Nighttime visualization. Daylong focus on what matters.
More water. More real food. Even though this puppy is interfering with any hope of a full night's rest (okay, it's my fault too -- puppy is snoozing by nine and I'm lucky to be asleep by midnight), I have more energy right now than I did a week ago.
I haven't stepped on the scale. I won't. I know I'm not fit, and I'll know when I am. The scale is a liar that creeps in and whispers disappointment. No "before" pictures. No measurements.
What matters is I'm moving. I feel better already. The focus is on health, not appearance. That's what matters.
Each day a littler healthier, a little happier, than the day before.
Sounds as if you and I are on similar paths, blog-friend. Strength, confidence and comfort to you!
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