2020 has sucked. Big time. But if you look between the crappy headlines there is positive news to be found.
For 3 years the first digit of my weight in pounds was a three. Even at 6’8” tall that’s too heavy.
I lost quite a bit of weight at the start of this cancer journey and the medical staff started to worry but it did stabilise after a few weeks.
Since the middle of October the first digit has been a 2 and I’ve maintained my weight to within 1lb for the last 3 weeks.
Clothes fit better and people have noticed. I’ll take that as a positive. 2020 is not all doom and gloom.
Other positives:
I have an amazing support Team
Plus two soppy dogs who are always there when you need them (and when you don’t)
The elf on the shelf finally met its match
And all the important food arrived in the shopping delivery yesterday.
I saw Santa while looking for Jupiter in the sky
Merry Christmas Everyone. I’ll speak to you on the other side.
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