I've been out walking in the sunshine the past couple of days, something I have been urged to do for sometime by my friend Fi, yes you were right, it is nice to get out there.. I'm up to 7kms and in just over an hour. I'm really pleased. I had family here for the weekend, which was lovely, I kept my resolve Saturday, but Sunday I gave in to temptation and I have paid the price with a weight gain on Monday....

Picked myself up from that on Monday and got back into exercise, focussed once again.

Then today arrived.

It's a low day today... I didn't want to get up.. have no motivation, and feel pretty low about everything. Thank goodness for the love of my cats.. George hasn't left my side and wee Hobbie is asleep on my chest as I type. I guess it's just one of those days, but it's also part of this journey - that there will be highs and lows. 

I have to work on my fragile self-esteem, I hear my dad chastising me from heaven.. I've never been good at accepting compliments and one of the only times dad growled me was when I brushed off compliments from others - he said that they had taken the time to bother to come and pay me that compliment and the least I owed them was to acknowledge them appropriately. So this week I received a couple about the hard work I've put in so far and I brushed them off. I'm sorry to those people, I didn't mean to brush you off, they did mean alot, but I am not in a frame of mind where I believe in myself.. maybe it's hormonal.. I'm not sure, but today is a low day..

Tomorrow's another one :)

K