There’s always going to be something

I’m just emerging from a real struggle to keep on going. Exercising that is.. not life or anything. I’m pretty fantabulous about life; just not so about changing my lifestyle. I did think I had hit a point of ‘That’s it!’ But as with all change there does drag along a fair shake of ‘ this is just too much’. It scares me a little (read: A LOT) Change means – well change and also the risk of failure! Will I be unsuccessful at this expectation to get healthy. It is mentally hard to push myself.

My struggles this week were not helped by having a migraine. The horrible throw-up, light sensitive, motion wary, no one make a sound around me type of migraine. This is when the strong drugs come out. My sister commented about an article discussing the relationship between mood disorders and migraine. “I believe migraines CAUSE mood disorders. That type of pain just isn't normal and so it drives you loony” That’s what I had.

There are 2 horrible side effects of taking migraine narcotics such as percocets & demoral
1. Your body craves more so you have to wean yourself off the medication. It is a delicate dance of want vs need.
2. It makes me really really.. what is that word that rhymes with witch.. yeah. That’s me. Not conducive to change.

I’ve emerged from it and feeling better. I’ve actually lost 4 lbs. I do tend to favour soups and liquids when my head hurts and my stomach wobbles. Nevertheless I also had an unreal hankering for poundcake. That’s beneficial to a better health. Hah.

After decades of addiction my eldest sister finally quit smoking. I know it was hard for her but one observation she made about it has got me thinking. Whenever she had quit before; something stressful happened. Finally she said. “There’s always going to be something” Then she quit.

So maybe I need to work that into my daily affirmation. There will always be migraines, school projects- all due at once, tornado attacked bedrooms, laundry mountains, volunteer guilt, family troubles and turmoil’s, fat food indulgences and just bad days. I just need to keep at it; one work out at a time.

That’s my plan and I’m sticking to it!