Month 2 - Week 4 - Day 7: The Big Reset

So this is the last day of Month 2.

Let's be clear. Month 2 sucked. I was off plan due to health issues more than I was on plan. My weight has bounced up and down this month because I've been on and off the plan. I expect my weight to be up around 148lbs again when I weigh in tomorrow, because this past week was me off and on and off again.

I really wanted to be under 140lbs this month.

I really wanted to get off the Embrel and be able to stay off of it.

The first didn't happen because I tried for the second want.

Now to be positive.
At least I now know that I do need to be on the Embrel. It's not just Medifast that helps my TRAPS Syndrom calm down. The clean diet of the Medifast plan keeps my inflammation levels low enough that the Embrel can control my TRAPS and prevent any attacks.

I had an awesome time at Stiches West (Knitter Convention). I got some fun new yarn and knitterly stuff to play with. And I took my younger cousin, and she had a great first time at the con, as well.

I lost my industry job, but now I'm not stretching myself thin between two jobs. I will work the retail job until I find a new industry job. In two weeks, I go to the big industry convention for a week. I had a blast last year. I will again this year. I will network my butt off and maybe get a new job from it.

I applied to the PHD program. I've begun to gather and send in all the material needed for my application. Four people have agreed to write me letters of recommendation. I've picked my topic for my 10-page paper and ordered three research books to help support it. Tomorrow, I need to call my former universities to work out the problems with getting my transcripts sent.

My attempts to go to a ceramics class didn't pan out. I now have a bag of clay sitting in my car. The universe must not want me to take this class right now. It's not a good time. I will trust the universe's plan. I will take a ceramics class someday, and I will already have the clay waiting for it.

I had a lovely week of housesitting for a friend. I relaxed and enjoyed The Quiet.

Tomorrow, I press the reset button on my diet. I will get back on plan now that the last of the steroids is worked out of my system. I will stick to the plan. If I feel like falling off, I will send a text message to my health coach, letting her know where I'm struggling and why. I will drink a glass of water, and not give in to whatever is tempting me. I will look in the mirror and remember my goals. I will not fall off the plan tomorrow.