HW: 262
LW: 254
CW: 258

As they say in Australia, “Not happy, Jan.” Then again, not a mystery either.

My husband and I were in the car the other day and I was squirming around a bit because I was having some gnarly not-time-of-the-month cramps. After a few moments of sensing he was down, I finally asked him what was wrong.

He sighed. “I’m worried about you. It seems like you’re going from illness to illness.”

Without hesitation or pause, I said, “It’s because I’m not exercising.”

Don’t you just love it when your subconscious has figured something out and waits until an odd moment to let your conscious mind know?

After February and March’s glandular fever recurrence to deal with, some cramps – albeit bad ones – aren’t really moving from illness to illness. I knew what he meant though – I was just back to normal and something else went wrong. The funny thing is, though, that somewhere in my mind I realized the missing piece to my jigsaw currently is that I’m not exercising.

There are other things going on as well, of course, like working on the portion sizes for eating every two to three hours. I was doing well on remembering to eat, but as is made obvious with the weight gain, I was just eating too much.

I’m not too upset about the gain because I know why it happened and how to fix it. I do worry that people who read here will get sick of me yoyo-ing around the 250s, but it’s all trial and error anyway. I’m blogging because I need the support now, not when I figure out the method that works for me for losing weight.

I won’t be able to weigh in next week because Mr. JM and I are going on a road trip starting early next Monday morning, but come the Monday after that, you can bet your last dollar…