Back from the Dead...

Day 290

What a difference a week makes. This time last Friday, I was a walking petrie dish. This Friday, I still have the remnants of a cough, but I feel much more like myself. These past two weekends have not been my finest hours. I went from vacation mode to sick mode to work and sick mode in one long blurry, medicine induced haze. It's all been a blur.

This week has really been about work, work and more work. But, at least I'm finally beginning to feel like myself again. This weekend is Tennessee Body for Life Champions Weekend. I'm very excited about this.

Tonight, I will have the opportunity to commiserate with people face to face that I usually only get to "see" online. I'm very excited. I could use some motivation right about now and I always feel great after a BFL event. I can't wait to see some old faces and put some new faces to names. But, what I'm most looking forward to is hearing about the success and determination of others. I can guarantee that I won't make it through this weekend without shedding some tears.

The last BFL event I attended, I weighed roughly 260 pounds. Today, I weigh 230 pounds. That's a significant accomplishment. It's not as much as I'd wanted to lose by now, but, I'm happy and at peace with my progress. I own my triumphs and my missteps. This is a long journey and sometimes I fall short on motivation. I'm looking forward to a big giant dose of it this weekend. Tomorrow, I am planning to run/walk the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure 5k in Brentwood. It will be my first in... oh I don't know... 10 years? Hopefully, I will survive it.

Next week, I'll be traveling for work. But, I'm looking forward to the swanky hotel gym :).

Cheers!
Margaret