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Gonna talk about exercise and some body stuff, if you want to avoid these posts, blacklist “alex fitnessing”.

Not going to the park today, since I went two days in a row and an old injury in my ankle is a little aggravated. Which is awesome. And not at all frustrating.

A few years ago, I went walking/jogging and managed to strain a ligament, which flares up from time to time when I exercise after long periods of being sedentary.  Which.  Is what I just did.  THANKS DEPRESSION~

Last fall when I went to Mexico with my sister, I nearly fainted one day we were out doing touristy things.  Apart from being severely anemic at the time, I also hadn’t exercised in several months, due to feeling depressed and horrible in general, and we’d just walked about 6 miles, so I don’t want to repeat that experience ever again.  I’m aiming to walk once a week, and any more than that is good, but I’m not setting a high bar or anything.

Just need to move now and then.

My sneakers are kind of old and jacked up, and not really fit for walking for an hour at a time, which is a bummer.  Can’t really replace them at the moment, since paying bills is more important.  The back of the right heel is kind of curled in due to the way I usually put them on (I usually pull them on and off like slip-on shoes, since tying and untying shoelaces is like SO BORING AMIRITE) and I got a nice bloody blistery thing on the back of my heel from the last two days. :[  I’ve also got some minor blisters on the pads of my feet and stuff.

Some body/weight talk under the cut.

I’ve been having a lot of negative body image the last… yearish, to be honest.  Being a lot more sedentary, my weight has changed a bit, and I’m having a hard time dealing with it.  I’ve been kind of ignoring my body for the most part.  It’s harder to celebrate myself when I can’t really afford to buy myself something nice every now and then like I used to before my layoff. I need new shorts for day-to-day soon, and I just don’t know where that money is going to come from yet.  Praying and praying that my one pair of jean shorts holds out.

My bra size has changed as well, so my bras are uncomfortable and old and getting stretched out, but again– I can’t replace them ATM.

So yeah. Basically, I’m depressed and poor, and socially withdrawn, and I just don’t feel that good about myself a lot of the time.  I’m hopeful that my new medication is going to help this, and will help me feel motivated to go for walks again, so I can start feeling better physically. 

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lemedy:

“Even so, let’s live together…I’ve been a fool. I didn’t think that anyone would ever say that to me. Tohru…Tohru. How is that you could give it to me…the words that I most wanted to hear right now? How is it that somebody like you could be at my side, crying for me?”