It's a New Dawn, It's a New Day

So, As a sit here on my lunch break, scrolling through my fb updates, I am humbled and warmed with the response I got from my post. I never really intended this to be an inspirational thing. Just a humorous way to keep myself accountable in my efforts to get my life together. I feel that, I have left you all out of one of the greatest trials in my journey.

I am sure you all know, but in case you didn't, I through my back out at work back in September. It was on a Tuesday. But not just any Tuesday. It was the Tuesday following the Monday which, after three interviews, I found out that I did not get a job at Capital One. I mean, come on. So much wasted time. But, at least they had the courtesy to call me personally to let me know. Usually employers just let you wonder, for weeks. You are constantly checking your phone to make sure that your reception is adequate. Did you hear my phone ring? Checking your mail constantly. So, I guess there is at least some good there? That was Monday.

Tuesday was bringing you straight up no chaser back spasm realness and not even apologizing for it. At 5am. The worst. But that is another story.

Wednesday was my birthday. But not just any birthday, my 36th birthday. My, I am officially closer to 40 birthday. So, to say I was down and out was a little bit of an understatement. I had vacation time planned so I thought it would be all good by the end of it. Not even close. It turns out that throwing your back out can take a really long time to heal and having a job that doesn't even know the definition of "light work" can throw a real wrench into your plans. And your back for that matter!

So I was on Workman's Comp, which was about 60% of my net take home pay. It was getting pretty scary. Bills piling up, rent due, anxiety attacks, pbr, couch, PS3, hulu plus. Eating garbage and drinking PBR. I had to do something.

Then, I went back to my blog and read all of my posts. I was right back where I started. Well mentally. Then through the glorious side of social networking, a former student of mine became my inspiration. Her success fueled my recovery. It snapped back into gear. I went shopping. Got food for the week. Packed my own snacks and meals. Shaved my depression beard. Yesterday was my seven month anniversary of no cigarettes. Still chew gum from time to time. But it is a step.

And tonight, I am going back to the gym. It is on. I am ready. Time to loose this mass of excuses that are manifesting on my body as weight.

They have been piling up for too long.