
Ok, so this is my first day on plan after 6 months of chemo and a 25 pound weight gain. Thank you, steroids!
But I'm not bitter -- nope, I'm not! I'm back in the saddle again! I've got a whole regimen in the works.....now it's just for the doing, as they say. I was saying to Howie yesterday, "I hope I get my mojo back!"
(Those of you who know me from pre-cancer might remember that I was Miss Motivation. Well, she's back! Now I just need my body to cooperate with me. I'm told that it's very, very common for folks to have a great deal of difficulty losing weight after chemo because the body just holds onto everything. Self-preservation, you think??
My poor old bod has sure been through the ringer! But I'm going to just assume that all my efforts will work -- expect positive things, and positive things will come. And if I DON'T lose weight, at least I'll be eating nutritiously and getting fitter -- and giving my body the nourishing attention it's been sorely lacking during the half a year I was poisoning it with cell-killing chemicals! (I do love them by the way.....whatever it takes, man!
)Anyway, here's my official starting weigh-in: (drumroll please...) I now weigh 231.
Up 25 pounds from my low of 206. It could have been a lot worse -- 40-50 pounds is not uncommon! -- so I'm considering myself officially blessed. (In all kinds of ways.)Anyway, that's me. Hopefully I'll have good news to report next week! (Or sooner?
)Hope to hear good news from you guys too!

It's amazing, first of all that I've gotten back so quickly and second that I'm even doing better than I was before my knee. I just have to go a little slower to make sure I don't hurt myself again.
Darn little piglet, hopefully I'll be having a good loss soon.


-- my gentle reminder to you reminded me to remind myself! 
