Long week!

Day four of the Clomid.  Almost through this week.  Woke up this morning and stepped outside, was met with the most wonderful cool breeze.  How refreshing it was to feel some coolness to the morning.  I sure hope it is like that, for my 2.5 mile run in the morning.  I felt a little hope swell up inside.

I haven't been taking care of myself the past couple of months.  Started eating horrible.  Not just once a day, but several times and most days of the week.  Didn't cook for myself for at least a couple of weeks.  Not a good thing at all.  Yesterday, I went to Yoga for the first time in a long time, and was reminded to treat myself with love and understanding.  I've been so angry about my failed attempts at getting pregnant, that I was literally shoving food down my throat.  My reasoning, is what does it matter?  I started drinking a little more, not much but maybe once a week.  With that though, I also gave in to my old habit of smoking.  How freaking insane am I?  Now, I'm not smoking, just had a few lapses in judgement.  I'm not that girl anymore.  I want to be healthy and beautiful and free from the old demons.  It didn't help that I had hurt myself running.  Between all the medication headaches and hot flashes, working out just became something I used to do.  That has to stop.  Even if it's only a light workout, I need it to feel normal.  I miss the way I feel, after getting all sweaty and pushing myself to my limit.  Holding a yoga pose and feeling the energy move through my body.  Running with a steady cadence and not feeling like I want to puke.

I hope everyone remembers to love yourself.  You are worth it!