This morning, I’m running off to Palo Alto for an ankle check-up, so I’ll a) be continuing the food addiction saga on another day (if you don’t know what I’m talking about, get started here) and b) posting an update about my ankle and the rehab process as soon as I have more info from the doc.
Before I hop in the car and brave California traffic, however, I just wanted to let you all know something.
It’s silly to be so excited about such a seemingly insignificant bit of “news,” however in the context of my life, it’s pretty enormous:
On Saturday, for the first time in three years, I went to a restaurant with another person, without knowing the menu beforehand, without restricting any of my meals prior, and without succumbing to panic, anxiety, or even negative self-talk after I ate (or even the days after!). Do you have any idea how amazing that feels?
Freedom is a beautiful thing.
And with that thought, I’m off to the doctor’s office. See you all soon!