Celebrating Some Wins

First, I have to say: I got my ninety days!  

This is a page from my bullet journal. I've started a new one counting down to 180 days!


I had planned to get a tattoo to commemorate it, this time on my right inner wrist. It was important to me that I be able to see it all the time. It took some time to get it figured out, because the original design I wanted couldn't be done small enough to fit there. This is what I went with, courtesy of Jamie at TRX in St. Louis. 

A tattoo in this location on your dominant hand will bump against EVERYTHING. Beware.
Once it heals it won't matter, of course. But you have to be careful until it does.


But here's the thing that I really want to celebrate: last Thursday was my niece's birthday. She's still a young kid, and she has to deal with the adults in her life not being able to do stuff an awful lot, because my parents are older (75 and 78) and not in great health, and until recently I couldn't even walk from one room to another without gasping for breath. But over the past 90+ days (today is day 103!), even though this is not my focus, I have lost 72 pounds. That has improved my breathing a lot. At first, when I was able to walk a bit more, I was quickly felled by pain. But now that is improving as well. This is relevant because my sweet little niece wanted to bowl for her birthday. 

I have not shown my young niece this movie. Also, we did not roll on Shabbos.


I was a little worried I wouldn't be able to do it, but I DID. I've also been able to walk around in a store recently and take my niece to the park. 

These are the things I thought about when I was contemplating the larger life I wanted once COVID was over. I still have quite a ways to go, but I"m making progress. And I know the only way to keep moving forward and not losing the gains I've made is to stay abstinent from sugar in particular and compulsive overeating in general. So I've found an app that puts the whole experience of recovery with the 12 steps online, accessible through a computer or a mobile device. It's called In The Rooms. 

I haven't posted a video from Crazy Ex-Girlfriend in a while. This one is partly relevant, even though it's not my particular addiction. But I can still relate. 


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