So, I got new underwear this weekend, because my saggy panties weren't working for anyone - every time I worked out, I'd get wedgie after wedgie. Not cute. Because I haven't updated my underpants since my surgery, I went from a size 10 to a size 7 in one fell swoop. When I first looked at the size 7 panties, I thought, "there's no way I can even fit one thigh into those things." And yet - They fit fine. I'm wearing them today. No more saggy panties!
As for the job situation, it's actually gotten worse, which I didn't think was possible. But, I'm going to turn this into a positive: On Saturday, on the way to the gym, my wife started talking about "home" - back east. It got me really down. We got to the gym, I got on the treadmill, and I was still feeling horrible - I was on the verge of tears. But I thought to myself, "You can't cry at the gym." So instead, I ran. I ended up running 2-1/2 miles (quarter mile walk, mile run, quarter mile walk, mile run, quarter mile walk, half mile run). It was one of the best workouts I've had.
Of course, the next day I had to try running outside. And I nearly died. It felt like I was actually moving backwards. It barely felt like
running - it felt like moving in slow motion through molasses. Ugly. I only managed to run half a mile consecutively, plus two quarters that were split up by walking.
Apparently, I need to take the incline up on the treadmill. And I need to add the occasional outdoor running workout to my routine.