It's been quite a while (for me) since I posted to this blog, or had the time to read up on everyone else.
I've just caught up on South Beach Steve's promotion (yay Steve!), Beej's determination to reach his 150-lb goal (wow..so impressive, what can one say other than, duuuuudddee...), Peridot's overnight adventures at petrol stations (and a 4-lb loss, thank you very much), Lori's pearls of wisdom (on handling "cheat" days), Kimberley's love of yoga, and Beth's brave and honest blogging (and darn fantastic writing, really).
Guys, I've missed you so much!
Things are winding down with my project (whoo hooo!). I should be almost done with one final push Sunday/Monday (please deadline gods, make this happen).
I am VERY pleased that I can adapt to the shifting demands of my life and not gain weight. And, truly, despite not having my regular schedule and diet these past few weeks, I haven't gained weight.
That to me is just astounding. It's a combo of having accepted I need to move somewhat every day -- walking, biking, etc -- and cutting down what is "normal" for me to eat. Plus an acceptance that overeating because I'm stressed is simply NOT going to help me.
However, even though I haven't gone crazy with this project, I have not been able to focus on my weight loss and long-term health. And I really think that this is the last time I overload myself with work so much that I can't be sure I'm taking care of what I need to every day.
What's the point, really? In the final analysis, I am happier when I take care of myself. I can still take freelance projects, but I need to cling to sharp reminders that there are things that matters more than money: health, and family, for starters.
Ain't that the truth?