Well, actually don't take that title too seriously. I'm celebrating February 1st only because it marks a respite from holidays for me and mine. My birthday is in the beginning of November and is kept company by my dad's birthday and Thanksgiving. December herald's my son's birthday, Christmas and New Year's of course, and also my wedding anniversary. And then, just when we've gone completely broke, January comes along with 5 more birthdays. YES, FIVE! My daughter's, husband's, stepmom's, little brother's, and best buddies' special days all occur between January 14 and 31. Finally it is February and because of that list I just gave you, we don't get too amped up about Valentine's Day 'round here.
Now that I won't be SO busy I might have time to enjoy the fact that I've been feeling so good. I started working out the week after Christmas because I decided that being sad about feeling fat wasn't likely to change the fact that I am fat and getting fatter every year. So I've stuck with working out at least 3 times a week for more than a month now and I feel great. I have only lost a few pounds, and that's disheartening when I feel like I've eaten well and tried so hard! But at least I'm not getting heavier and I probably just need to eat less. I've kept a food journal so I know I haven't done that bad, but I haven't been counting calories or anything. I hate counting anything related to food including calories, carbs, fat, bites, portions, sugar, or fiber. I did stop eating sugary things like cookies, cakes, ice cream, candies, chocolates as soon as Christmas day was over. And I only cheated to have a little tiny bit of cake and ice cream on 2 of the 5 birthdays. I feel I've been downright saintly in the kitchen so I don't get why I haven't lost more pounds or inches, and I'm starting to get a little pissed about it. I know, take out my anger at the gym and stop pestering all of you with my weight woes. I'm determined to keep trying this time.
My most important news after a long break from posting is really just that I'm doing well. I've been off all disease modifying meds for 2 months now and I feel great. I have energy and all my parts are working. I've been feeling strong and coordinated, even at work. Muscle spasms have been no better, but no worse and I'm managing them fine with the Baclofen. I've been in good spirits and less short-tempered with my short people. My hubs and I have been getting on well despite the fact that we're feeling ALL the effects of The Economic Issue. I'm going for my first screening in the Fingolimod trial this week and should start taking the pill (yes, PILL, not shot!) in about a month. I'm excited about it and have decided to just expect good results. I'll be sure to keep you posted on the whole bidness.