Just the other day, I told someone that people usually know how I am feeling because I am not shy about my emotions. My friends and family know exactly how much I love them because I tell them consistently (yes, alot of me and my girlfriends say "I love you" when getting off the phone or leaving each other). But there has been something I haven't been telling anyone lately. I thought maybe if I just get it out there, I will feel better. So, here goes.
These past couple of months have been really difficult for me. After I sprained my ankle on Mother's Day, I have just been in a "funk." (Can't think of another way to describe it.) I was so motivated and inspired to work out and eat right before then; I felt great. Then, I couldn't work out. And, for some reason, when I don't work out, I don't eat right. It's even harder when you have a husband that runs 13 miles for fun and loses 5 lbs. in a day (not blaming you Chris, I'm so proud of you). I'm miserable. And what's worse..I'm insecure. For whatever reason, I'm so scared that Chris' new found "body and lifestyle" is going to leave me behind.
I'm sure he'll read this and tell me I'm crazy and how much he loves me. But, us women know, that won't help. It's not about how he feels about me; it's about I feel about myself.
To add insult to injury, I finally broke down and went to the doctor and had an MRI. They called and told me Saturday morning that I have to stay off my ankle and when I am on it, I have to use crutches. So, I have obviously hurt it worse than I thought.
Not looking for sympathy, just prayers and encouragement. I know God will take care of this..as he does everything else. For the moment, though, I just needed to tell someone. So, thanks for reading and listening.
