I mean, I went to physical therapy. Yay me.
I didn’t want to go. At all.
I had a whole meltdown thing about it this morning.
I am tired and will probably take a nap now, but I went.
I guess that’s progress.
I didn’t break into tears in the lobby either. I mean, I could have. It was really loud and busy. I hate that stupid waiting area.
Anyway, I did it. I did the exercises and walked on the treadmill etc. I used to like walking so I’m not sure what my issue is.
I just… don’t have the emotional energy to spark the physical energy.
I have sort of reigned in the eating thing over the past few days though. I mean aside from the yummy Thai food I had the other day, (which was essentially the only thing I ate that day besides some cheerios), I am making better choices.
Maybe if I start moving and combine that with healthier choices I will feel better.
Anyway, the only things left today are napping and laundry. In that order.
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