More good news today on the health front: my doctor has cut me down to 1/2 a Zoloft per day. How good is that! In April I was on 2 a day, but I’m feeling so good now. I’m hoping that this time next month it’ll be no more happy pills. She’s also upped my thyroid medication to try and help the old metabolism along a bit. Lots more blood tests, of course, but that’s okay. I guess. I do hate blood tests though because my veins aren’t very giving and pretty sure I’ve got a big bruise inside my arm again today. Most annoying. Still, hoping it’s going to help. On the not so good news I’m off to have an ultrasound on my gall bladder next week. Hope there’s nothing to show but a little worried there might be.

Heh. I did  give myself a wedgie this morning so I wouldn’t chafe on the tready. Man, I’ll be in a g-string next! I shall overcome all chafing. I now have 4 really nifty stars on my diary to prove to myself that I can do the whole treadmill thing every day.

There are so many things to keep up with, with weightloss, but I remind myself that I have done it other times, and how focused I had to be then. It doesn’t come easily, but if I distract myself along the way, I can make it happen without it getting boring.