It's amazing what you can forget.

One of the things I have noticed since I started moving again is how easy it was to forget the weight of my own body.  When all you're doing is moving around your house, minimally, or doing errands that don't require much physical activity, you can actually forget how gravity pulls on your body.

It sounds stupid, to type it...but I have found it to be abundantly true.

Mentally, I can still do jumping jacks, jog, stretch the way I used to.

Physically, when I try to do those things now?  NO.  Not so much.

Just the weight of moving my arms while doing cardio...it shouldn't be that tiring...but it is EXHAUSTING.

I know my anemia isn't helping any, and I'm working to correct that, but in the mean time, EVERYTHING is just so tiring.

I hope it changes soon.  As it stands right now, I get to go have a chat with the 'fun doctor' (gyne) to find 'options' for my lady problems, I have to re-check my iron in 3 more weeks, and I have my first appointment set up for bariatric surgery.

The very very down side of THAT appointment?  I am a good candidate for surgery in every way but one...the stupid anemia.  Iron deficiency is a side-effect of gastric bypass.  If you're ALREADY anemic, it could be catastrophic.  Brilliant.

And now...I'm going to go slam down some food.  I've only managed 3 meals today (I'm supposed to have six), and I was determined to get 'on the wagon' about my nutrition.  The 3 meals I had were really healthy tho...