So torn right now...
I think I've put a few pounds back on since Christmas. But I think I've been doing too many squats too. My skinny jeans were a bit tight on the ass this morning. I'm not complaining. I'm just going back to running and backing off strength training. Strength training also makes my hormones all whacked. Kinda sucks.
I'll still keep boxing with the focus mitts, though. At least that's more cardio. Plus, I love my pink gloves.
I have at least gained a big benefit from the exercise, though. I've been able to kick anxiety meds again. My new goal is to not have another "relapse," as my doctor says. Manic depression isn't fun. I can deal with it, but I'd much rather not. I think I can do it. It had been about two years between episodes. I need to widen that gap immensely now. I have the tools I need to do it.
It's the kiddos bed time here now. Almost mine too. I'd love to stay up and watch the Walking Dead. Realisticly, I'll be asleep in an hour.
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