A little more history.
10 years ago, I moved again. This time to California where is was cloudy, foggy or
rainy every day. There were hills everywhere that made casual walking
unpleasant. Biking and rollerblading downright icky. I knew no one, so I hid in the
house. I was away from my family and the things I knew. I was lost. I was in a serious downward spiral. I would drop
my husband off at Bart (the subway) in the morning and then go to the donut store on the way
home. I would get my 2 donuts and go home get back in bed and not get
out until it was time to go pick him up again. This went on for several months. Needless to say my weight BALLOONED to the highest
it has ever been.