Yet another illness

I have been trying to keep my mood up and stay on the positive side, but it has been hard. It has been a long time since I worked out last. I caught a cold from my favorite 2 1/2 year old germ ball, which then turned into bronchitis. This bout with bronchitis is far worse than when I got it in October.

Before I continue, let me recap: got hand, foot and mouth disease from my little germ ball, re-injured my foot from a while ago from a dog toy, then I get the cold that turns to bronchitis. This whole ordeal is now going on four, count 'em, FOUR (4) weeks. It's not been a good time for me.

I'm going to complain a bit: I haven't slept an entire night in bed and haven't worked a full day for a week. My neck is stiff as I type due to sleeping on the couch on and off all week. I'm just not feeling the love of life right now except for the fact that I am alive, coughing while I breathe and my family is healthy. I guess I should be counting all the lucky stars shining in my direction right now, huh?

It is hard to stay motivated and positive with all of this going on. I've been doing what I can, walking when I can and eating right, still counting calories and keeping it reasonable. It has been easier this week or so having bronchitis because I'm not all that hungry anyway. Thank all that is holy for small miracles.

I am starting Insanity, probably the day this posts. I'm looking forward to it and getting my groove back. It has been a mental challenge to get myself back to being mentally ready. Did you get that???? Good!!! In all seriousness, I let my attitude slip during all of this. I did okay when it was a few days of not working out, then that turned into a week and then another, then another. It took its toll on me, but I let it. I regret letting it consume me in a way that was anything less than positive.

I'm confident I will find my groove again and be feeling better about myself and carry a great attitude. Why am I sharing all of these thoughts with you all? Because even the most self motivated people have their moments if they let it slip away. It happens. And it FELT like I didn't have control over what was happening with my mentality. This, my friends, is what they call a "pity party." I partied it up and now it is time to get back to my reality!!!

Signing off for now, to all of you near and far and to those of you still trying to find your groove, until next time...