After the hip-bursitis diagnosis, I was really discouraged, depressed, and went into a tail-spin (and a tail inflation, too, I suppose, gaining 15 more pounds -- I'm at my all-time highest weight). I ignored the blog and spent little time on the computer anymore. A couple of blogs were still fed to my email. One was Jill's "The Sassy Pear." She was recently inspired by Kyra's "(the never ending) Adventures in Fitness (& Life)" and her project to take self-portraits every day for a month. At first I didn't want to, but then I though maybe I could learn something from it. I've been in a fog for months now, pretty much ignoring my circumstances and surviving on denial.
My daughter and I after her Irish dancing competition.
We have a fun time together while I help her practice and
get her ready at 0'dark-thirty. She seems to really like me
and my company. I hope that lasts forever.
There it is -- the reason I avoid the camera and mirrors.
Behind me is my sweet family at dinnertime.
I am in my office, the kitchen.
I should label this, "Tired, Fat Mom Who Has Completely Let Herself Go."