But, getting started again when the plaster came off was more difficult that I imagined. I limped for damn near a month, my ankle swelled and ached for even longer. My energy was completely gone and the thought of exercise was the last thing I could bear. So, the weight began to creep back on, little by little. Recently, when I stepped on the scale and saw that the number was way too close to my 2006 starting point. I panicked, but didn't really start doing anything about it until a few days ago, when I began to reassess my eating habits and strapped on the walking shoes again.
Hating my body isn't a new thing for me, far from it. And, even though I know I'm not alone in feeling bad/indifferent/unhappy about my body, reading this article by Rachel Kramer Bussel really hammered home the idea that my negative feelings about how I look are all too common. I take great pleasure in my body; sometimes. I think I need to remember those moments a little more often and stop focusing on my every flaw. Hating myself has never gotten me anything, except more depressed.I know it is going to be difficult to get healthy again, but cutting myself some slack might be a great place to start.
Now . . . for the good news I had mentioned yesterday. My last project, my first novella attempt, was accepted by Amber Allure and is going to be published in August!!! *dances in circles* The 22nd, to be exact. I'll keep you posted on all the details as I get them, but I'm so excited about this project, I just had to share. I need to sit down, all that dancing has made me dizzy.