So – since the divorce I’ve been trying to force myself to go out and remember who I was BEFORE I got married – remember who “I” really am. So Friday night I went downtown to see a friend of mine play (pictured) at a local club. I’ve been using his “gigs” as a reason to force myself to go out.
While I didn’t tell anyone about it, I had something to really celebrate – being under 200lbs for the first time in over a decade. I’m starting to feel really good about my body for the first time in a very long time. I still have a very long way to go but I’m seeing serious progress and I’m horribly grateful for that.
Today it rained all day – I was able to get my morning walk in but my evening walk was shortened due to rain. I walked but it was not as long as usual and I got soaked.
I’ve also met someone I’m cautiously optimistic about maybe being for real. I’m silly for hoping – but I do. I don’t hate being alone but I don’t love it either.
I keep going through books like crazy – and I haven’t read in years but I feel like maybe things are changing for me. Again – very cautious optimism.