spin.

Tomorrow I go in for yet another ultrasound. I wish I had an idea of how many of these things I’ve had in my life time, we must be past 30 at this point.

The plantar fasciitis is still kicking my butt and I’m still on crutches, and I will jump for joy the day I can retire them. My arms are sore and I am sick of being gimpy.

On a completely different note, I purchased my very first Christmas present online today. I can’t believe it took me ’till now.

I want to try going to spin classes. I’ll probably have to wait ’till after surgery. I am worried that it’ll mess with my endometriosis but I can at least try. If it does, then we’re back to yoga and light walking. I am going stir crazy and can’t help but be down about not being able to exercise and keep weight off.