plasticbee

I got a gym membership a few weeks after my surgery, so I could walk despite whatever the Portland weather threw at me (read: rain). Despite my best intentions I have been in and out of still not feeling "GREAT" so I've only gone a few times. BUT! The other day another St. Louis expat who I knew tangentially on facebook and I started talking, and since she just moved here in October we decided we'd work out together. I'm super stoked about this. Accountabilly-buddy is go. Now if I can just get myself to stop comparing my weight loss to other amazing stories of weight loss and feeling inadequate about that (I know that's something I shouldn't do, but I think its human nature to do it) I'll feel ever better. Except for the blister I got on my heel from walking 2 miles in semi-loose shoes because I didn't tie them tight enough. I don't feel better about that. That one's all my bad.