Running around Portland.

So my two week challenge thing with my sister came to a crashing halt last week.

I wasn’t feeling super well, so I decided to take a trip to the doctors. After a grip of tests I found out that there is something wrong with me…damn. It’s definitely treatable and I will be ok but I have to have a few more tests this week to figure out the right course of treatment. I’ve been assured though that everything will be 100% ok.

Initially this news sent me into a downward spiral of self pity. Which at first I thought was a “normal” and “ok” thing to do but after a good chat with T, she helped me realize that I have to pull my socks back up and get back on track with my life, which is exactly what I’m doing.

I called the bet off with my sister because part of my self pity stage was to get blind drunk and do nothing. I don’t want to see this as failing, just a small slip up but I decided that a deal is a deal and I broke it so I had to admit defeat there.

Anyways, feeling super positive now and I’ve set some new goals for myself. Time to move on. This time I’m going to kill it. :-)