2020 - Week 7/Week 8

I need to be honest here. I've slacked off everything the last couple weeks. I don't even care. Not one little fucking bit. My antidepressant is obviously not working because I hate everyone around me. OK, not everyone. One in particular. Work is stressful but I am actually happy at work and the chaotic shit show that is. But home definitely sucks. I don't even want to be here and I'm desperate for some kind of social life. Bah. Fuck.

2020 - Week 6

I sucked this week. Didn't track, didn't get to the fitness center. No excuses.

2020 - Week 5

It was an ok week. I was down two pounds, got three days of exercise, including one session of Turbo Jam. It was only the 20 Minute Workout and I had to modify the shit out of it, but I did it without too much agony.

I'm feeling pretty decent, physically. Mentally, I am still pissy that I can't do as much as I used to. I'm still struggling with the low sodium diet, and I don't really stick to it. I know I need to get better with that.

Ugh.