One of the things that I have neglected over the last several years due to the severity of my fibromyalgia is exercise. I am horribly out of shape. Which is probably why I resemble the Pillsbury Dough Boy. The last several years, my energy levels were so low, I could barely get off the sofa to make dinner or do some laundry. When I had a job, there were times when I had to go to my car and sleep for my lunch hour just to get through the rest of the day. And even if I did have energy, the pain would stop me from doing anything. The medications prescribed by the doctor would help sometimes, but other times there was no relief. I kept watching my weight go up and up and up. I was at a point where all I could wear were my yoga pants and I was facing having to get another size larger in those. The men’s XL t-shirts were starting to get too tight.
Around this time last year, I made a half-hearted effort to cut carbs from my diet by cutting out pasta, baked goods, and breads. I lost about 7 pounds but found that I was only following this regimen when I felt like it. On the weekends, waffles, coffee cake, pancakes, brownies, cookies – they called my name. I rationalized how well I was eating during the week to allow myself to eat what I wanted when I was home with the family. How did that work for me? Not at all. I bought new jeans when it started to get cold again. But I had no clothes to fit. For my husband’s work Christmas party and for family celebrations, I had to go out and buy new clothes. I wasn’t working, I had no energy and none of my clothes fit. No wonder I was horribly depressed!
But today I am a different person. In early January, I began the Yoli diet. Now, I am not trying to sell anything or encourage you to try this. What I am doing is telling you why this is a miracle for me. I am now down over 17 pounds since the beginning of this year. My joint pain is almost gone. I have more energy most days than I have had in years. I have a new job (today is my 9th work day). I work on the 11th floor of a building where I can see a panorama of downtown Kansas City. I fit back into my work clothes and I look nice every day going to work. I can make it through the day without a nap. I feel happy and satisfied with myself.
And today, for the third time since I have started this job, I walked down eleven flights of stairs. And then, for the second time since I started, I turned around and walked back up. Eleven Stories. Of Stairs. No elevator for me. It damn near killed me. That’s okay. It will get easier. And if I keep up my diet and walk up and down eleven stories a few times a week, maybe I will be able to buy new clothes. Smaller clothes. And maybe I will be able to put my wedding ring back on.
Today’s drawing is tanglepatterns.com String 018 – http://tanglepatterns.com/2012/09/tanglepatterns-string-018.html I really think that this is around the time I was really starting to get the drawing thing down. I have more consistent liking of my drawings from here on through the sketch book.