No. Online isn't easier. It's harder. They expect more participation from you. There are several assignments per week, and you're expected to not only post on the message boards, but interact with the other students and site sources justifying your answers. Luckily, I only had to do two quarters. I seriously think I would've shot myself if I had to do another quarter. Remember, I have four kids and a husband to worry about during this process too. It's not like I didn't have other things to worry about. Life still went on.Anyway, everything except the absolute essentials stopped for six months. And I mean ESSENTIALS. Laundry? Meh. Dishes? Eventually. Vacuuming? Nope. Tubs & toilets? I now know at what point the toilet will talk back if you don't clean it. (shudder). I won't lie. It was a dark time in my life. We ate out A LOT. I gained weight. Go figure.
Now, college is complete, I just passed my test, and should be starting my new job in the next few weeks. Now, it is time to return to my life, and establish my new normal. ...Just in time for Summer break . Gah!
But that's okay. I will make this work. Somehow. Some way.
First, I need to establish my new weight: 306.4 lbs - I was up to 311 lbs about a week ago, and that was the catalyst for me to STOP what I was doing.
Yep. Don't judge. Okay, judge all you want. I don't care. It is what it is and no amount of shaming is going to change that. What's important is that I'm taking a stand now.
I'm back on the trails, which I haven't done in more than eight years. I realized that the treadmill wasn't working for me. I would only do about 7 1/2 minutes (yes, I'm THAT out of shape), then the pain in my back, compensating for the weight in my stomach and boobs, would be so much that I'd stop, rest for 10 minutes, then get back on again. By the time I was done, I'd complete 1 mile and would've taken an hour to do it. Pathetic. 
So, I hit the trails knowing that however far I went, I still had to turn around and come back! It worked. But it was also friggin' HELL. Luckily there were park benches along the trail (whoever thought of that should get a special place in heaven for being so thoughtful). I hit my half way mark, sat for about 10 minutes, then started heading back. By the time I hit the final curve, and could see my car, I was desperately trying not to limp...or crawl. After all, there was a huge group of retired people, some with walkers, on the trail at the same time as me. I had to at least do better than them!By the time I was done, I had walked nearly two miles in about 45 minutes. Still not fantastic, but a heck of a lot better than the stupid treadmill. Plus, I got to view lots of pretty scenery!!
