Friday, February 4, 2011
Knee to the Psyche
My knee is a bum...or just is bum. Either way, I hurt my knee (getting the baby out of the van--lame!) & haven't been able to work out much at all this week. It had started feeling better, so I went to Zumba last night & now it's an angry knee, "bent" on keeping me downtrodden & a couple of steps behind my racing children.
In pursuit of another big goal that is once again tied to a specific time-frame (why do I keep doing this to myself?), I've been a little depressed about it all week. On top of that, I'm in the middle of another big Opal resurgence, which is always a kick in the self-esteem. The funny thing: the depression is exactly what I needed to perk me back up. How's this for bass ackwards (thank you, Mom)?
I can't do anything about Opal. I've figured out that as I shed pounds it comes from different places & my body seems to have a cycle where I lose some rump & I lose some boob & am left with some bump in the middle for a couple of weeks. It is what it is & I just need to power through. BUT, as to the knee depression, Old Sara wouldn't have been depressed at all! Old Sara would have been pretty darn excited to have a legit reason to stay far away from anything with any kind of impact, low or high. Old Sara would have been only too happy to throw in the towel & let the process derail. New Sara is depressed. Huzzah!
Here's to depression & not letting it ruin my progress to goal: 100 pounds gone by February 17.