I’ve been saying for months that I need to get back ‘on the wagon’, that it’s time to start getting serious about getting my diet (and inflammation) back under control. Back in the years before my guts blew up, and before I started following SCD, I used to get canker sores all the time. For a while, I had at least one canker sore active more frequently than I did not. Post-SCD-discovery, I stopped getting them. It’s been about 3 years or so since I last had one. Today, I have one. How many times must I be warned about this before I actually do something about it? Will this be the week I start getting serious again? Only I can answer that question, but the fact that I don’t have a definite answer only speaks to the level with which I’m battling inertia right now. What is it going to take for me to make the transition from ‘having to get back to work’ to ‘getting to make myself feel terrific!’. What is it about our psychological makeup that gets us stuck in these cycles of… what? despair? hopelessness? Those feel overly melodramatic. Apathy. That’s the word I’m looking for.