2021 has yet to be written
Friday, January 01, 2021
I looked back at where I was exactly 1 year ago today, my weight and the list of goals I had set for myself.
2021 is starting off in a much worse place than where I was this date last year.
I did not meet a single goal I had set for myself last year, which means my health issues are all that much worse.
I begin the new year with a 33 pound gain from this day last year.
2020 was a year of stress and circumstances no one saw coming: California fires for weeks on end,(literally living under a layer of ash with a go-bag packed in case of need to evacuate) politics and fear my government could not/would not handle all that was going on, rioting in the streets in large cities, Corona virus, being laid off for nearly 5 months, isolation, extreme loneliness, depression, several holidays without my family except over zoom, going back to work and teaching face to face in a pandemic at a private school that does not require children to mask or distance, financial stress, wearing a face mask for hours on end( it kicks up my anxiety when I feel I cannot breath) , adopting a special needs dog, etc....
I dealt with all of this the best I could, but I ate my way through all of it.
And so I start this new year with the same list of goals because....