So Much Better

I'm back. 

I'm sure you were so worried.  Thank you. 

I tried to go workout with all-business Brenda on Wednesday but she said, "Go home.  You can't come in my gym if you're sick and contagious." 

But at least I tried to make the effort.  Even if I couldn't breathe and knew there would be no way for me to run on a treadmill -- I showed up.  But since she sent me home, I went back to bed for 48 hours...straight.  Not really, but close.  G-Pat even took off work to take care of our two little hell-yuns so I could sleep for 48 hours.  Isn't he the best?  Gosh, I love that man!

I lost all sense of taste.  I didn't want to eat.  Anything.  It was a glorious 3 days.  It was like my prayers were answered.  My dream came true.  I could have cared less about food or eating or tasting or chewing.    For three whole days, I had no relationship with food.  Me and food...we broke up.  But now, we are back together.  Oh, how I wish I could stay away but somehow like a bad boyfriend, I keep coming back. 

Did you ever see the movie, The Devil Wears Prada?  "I'm one stomach flu away from my goal weight." 

That's how I felt this week only I had a sinus infection not the flu and I'm about nine hundred and twenty seven stomach flu's away from my goal weight.   

But I did lose six pounds for the week.  I even surpassed my goal that all-business Brenda wanted me to hit by next Friday. 

All-business Brenda was so proud.  This is what she said to me today...
"Oh, Kelli - that  is awesome.  I'm so proud and I take back every bad thing I've ever thought about you and said about you.  Give me a hug!  I'm so glad you got sick."

All of the above statements are true.  I can't make this stuff up. 

I'm just glad I'm finally getting a little love around here.  It's about time.  Although, by tomorrow she will have taken it all back and won't be proud anymore.  She'll probably be back to holding a grudge for the time I ate the extra peanut butter.  For now - I'm going to soak it all in because this my friends, is what motivates me.  It doesn't take much...just a little encouragement every now and then. 

Now, I'm heading back to see all-business Brenda for a second dose of cardio.  See, I'm motivated to keep fighting this fat.