I've been trying to get back on my eating and exercise plan, but it's been hard going. I do not seem to have the motivation I once had. There was a time last year when losing weight was the most important thing for me, and my focus was razor sharp. After the situation with David, however, that seemed like a very silly goal. All I cared about was getting my son back, and once he returned I realized the only thing that is truly important is our love and the time spent with each other.

Well, we are rounding (ha) out a year since that whole ordeal, and I'm ready to start losing weight again (albeit, not so obsessively). I just can't seem to get traction. My determination is not what it once was, even though I really do need to shed a few pounds (well, more than a few, but we won't get into particulars).

Of course, having seditary hobbies doesn't help either: painting and stitching do not exactly raise the heart rate and burn calories. Well, that may not exactly be true; I know some stitchers who stitch so fast their needles burn holes in the fabric. Perhaps they push themselves because they know something I don't. Can one's metabolism be affected by the speed of one's needle, or perhaps the friction of one's paint brush?

Hm. I'm going to begin work on a new painting, so perhaps I'll find out...

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