I hadn't realised it had been so long since I posted. I kept meaning to check in here and would even be planning what I was going to write, but I never actually typed it in and hit Post.
So... Here, in a nut shell, are a few things from the last few months:
I did get in touch with some of the people I was talking about at the end of my last post.
I spoke to the mother of my god-daughter and found out how both of them are doing.
I got to visit with one of my brothers and enjoyed the weekend I spent there.
I went and played pool with one of my best friends, who also happens to be the first friend I made when I moved over 1000km away from home, to a new town in what was, for me, a foreign country. The move was for a job with a 6-12 month contract. That was over 15 years ago.
I have talked to others as well but there are still more that I have not spoken to and am looking forward to the time that I can.
I resolved to lose weight. I have a goal in mind, and as of a couple of weeks ago I was 40 pounds above that goal. That is a lot of weight, it doesn't look as much on a 6'5" frame but it is still noticeable and I want to be rid of it.
In order to help me lose the weight I am getting out and walking. My normal walk, which I told myself I would do at least 3 times a week, is 2.2 miles according to my GPS tracker. More on this below.
I was deathly ill over Christmas. For several days I could barely keep water down and survived on Pedialyte because it was the only thing that wouldn't overtax my system. Can I tell you that it quickly gets pretty disgusting when it is the only thing you are consuming for several days. It took weeks before I started to feel even mostly myself. Then I came down with a sinus infection which lingered for a while and kept me down longer.
It was somewhere in there that I fell into a depression which I am still clawing my way out of.
All of this means that I have not been myself and I have not gotten out to do my walking.
So, I am still about 40 pounds from my goal weight and I have been only been doing my walk once, maybe twice, a week. There have been entire weekends where I didn't leave my apartment or only got out long enough to pick up some groceries. This is changing.
There have been several nights that I ended up sleeping on my couch.
I would go to bed but couldn't fall asleep. I would get up and do ... whatever trying to relax enough to fall asleep, but would find that I just couldn't get to sleep. At least not until I laid on the couch to read. Eventually, I got to the point where if I couldn't get to sleep I would just move out to the couch and sleep there.
It mostly worked.
So this is the first of my catch-up posts. It covers a lot of things but not even close to all of it.
Like my walk tonight... But that is a story for another post.
For now... Goodnight.