Depression and my war against the pudge...

I started Ripped in 30 about 30 days ago. The first two weeks were great. I did my workout everyday and I was able to run a few times.  I saw notable changes and I was pumped. Week three found me a little depressed. I have struggled with depression for years. At one point in my life I was so depressed that I stayed in bed most of the day. I worked nights. I would take my kids(the Joes) to school and I would stay in bed all day. I only worked 3 nights out of the week but that did not stop me from spending hours in the bed, allowing my life to slip past me. My son who is now 14 recalls that he knew I was sad. The discussion that followed was an eye opener for me. I have made a significant effort not to isolate when I am feeling depressed. I make special efforts to spend more time with The Joes and to try to better manage my symptoms.  Over the last two weeks, we have spent a lot of time together as a family. We have been cooking together and we make an effort to cook healthy meals. I feel that this was a success. What was not a success was me in pajamas everyday for a week. During the third week, my car decided to quit me while on an exit ramp. The shop quoted me a fix-it price of 900 dollars. I decided to take some time, think about it and make an educated decision. This meant that I was stuck at home for a week. I worked from home, in pajamas, every single day. Two of these days, I took a half day. I was just chillin at the house in my pajamas...depressed!!!  I had to rely on others to get The Joes to activities, but the fact that there were “others” to help was a blessing.  The two weeks were not a total loss. There was another success!  I did run about 6 times. A few of those runs were on a treadmill. The outside runs were great. Greatly influenced by other’s running times, I set a new running goal to consistently run 2 miles in 20 minutes or less.  Four of the runs were outside runs. The times were as follows: 3 miles in 34:03, 2.2 miles in 23:18, 2 miles in 20:32 and 2 miles in 20:09. These two weeks reminded me that I am much stronger today than I was years ago. I cannot just lie down and let life pass me by. Today I am a fighter...