The road to hell

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions.  I can't believe that's the case, but I do think the road to fat is paved with good intentions, false starts, the best of ideas and a whole bucket of woulda/shoulda/couldas.  How many times have we started diets that lasted a day or even a meal, lost weight to only gain it back (and then some), planned to go to the gym but didn't quite make it, etc...?  Too many to count for me, I know that much.

I had great intentions of long outdoor bike rides this beautiful weekend, and so far, I have not even come close.  Although I'm on Claritan D, my allergies combined with my anemia have rendered me largely useless for this earth at present.  I did go into work for a few hours this morning, and I got a lot done, but I still have a great deal of homework to finish, a meal plan to develop, groceries to buy and then a work out to fit in. 

As I type this post, my heavy eyelids continue to slide down over my eyes, until I lift them up to let the light back in as I continue to type.  My allergies are truly debilitating, and I'm going to try to make an appointment with my MD tomorrow to see if I can get a shot.  I can't function like this anymore.

I'm also going to try to have an iron rich diet today to help combat the anemia.  I'm always up for a nice steak, so there's no sacrifice there!

For whatever reason, I have had health issue upon health issue for the past few years.  They have made my weight loss journey very challenging, and I have tried to fight back twice as hard to combat it.  When I can't exercise, I eat very little.  When I can exercise, I give it my all, thankful for every moment that I can.

My mind continues to pause under the fog of my weariness, so I will bid you adieu for now.  I'm thinking good thoughts in hopes that you are able to enjoy this gift of beautiful weather we have received, and I eagerly anticipate a day in the near future when I can write to you of my athletic conquests with energy and fervor.