So, I'm still around ya'll. Have you been wondering? Well, I've been feeling like a slacker, that's for sure. Things aren't going so great. I think they were going pretty well there for a while, but somehow, my house has gotten out of control, I haven't been watching what I eat and haven't been exercising and I've just felt like a big ol' blob! I must admit that I've been a little depressed. I'm not sure why, but I've just been very down the past month or so. (sigh)
Anyway, this weekend was my daughters birthday and we had the party at my mom's in Eastern KY. It was a great party, but when it was all over, I felt like I had been run over by a truck! It's not like the kind of "sore" you feel after a good workout, I hurt like I was old or something. I felt extremely weak. I couldn't just stand up off the couch, I'd have to scoot to the edge and then lift myself off with my arms by putting my hands on the back of the couch, because my legs and core muscles were too weak. That's the kind of stuff I had to do when I was pregnant! And I noticed that when I was walking, I was sort of hunched over and scooting along like an old lady or something. There is no way in hades I want to feel this way for the next 50 to 60 years of my life! But I've noticed, that anytime I exert myself and do a lot, I can't move for the next few days....and that aint cool. The last time this happened, I went on a 3 day cleaning spree around the house because the TV and internet was out (hmmm...could that be a problem?). On the 4th day, I was toast! Tired, sore, achy and weak. It's the weak part that I don't like. I don't like feeling feeble. I'm too young to feel feeble. But I feel feeble nonetheless.
I'm the only one who can take care of this, I know. Jesus, help me.
This morning I felt like taking a walk for some reason. So, I'm dressed with my socks and shoes on and ready to go...just waiting for the baby to get up. I'll be takin' it REAL slow, I can promise you that! But it's a start.