I didn't make it out...again

I really had everything set so that I would make it out of the house on my own earlier, but then it got later and I kept dawdling...finally, I didn't make it out on my own.
I am going to try not to feel bad about it.
I did go out for a walk once my fiance came home. We walked toward the sunset. Literally. It helps to look forward to our walks after he gets home from work. I feel like I'm doing something good for my body and trying to take care of myself.
The next big step is being able to do it alone. I guess I'll know when I'm getting better when I can get out of the house by myself without debating about it so much.