I knew it was bad, this morning I found out how bad it is.
I’m going to crawl back to my place under the bridge and hide for awhile.
And the beat (down) goes on…
You’re miserable, so you call for a break in the action with copious amounts of food/alcohol, which ratchets up your weight, which makes you miserable…are you seeing a pattern here yet?
I say again, from personal experience, you’re not going to break this cycle on your own. You would have already if you could. I clung on to a concept known as “magical thinking” where ______________ is going to fall out of the sky one day and make things all better. Magical thinking is aptly named, and it’s fucking delusional.
You have to make your own luck. You have to take ownership of your shit, and get right in your skin. Or just let the beat (d0wn) go on and on and on….
We actually went to spin class last night – damn, that was hard to even sort of keep up with what the leader was telling us.
But we went- its a start, and in about 2 weeks we will be in AZ, and not in shape for that extreme hashing. can I get in any sort of shape in 2 weeks? probably not, but I am going to try.
I want to start working out again but am frightened about my hip/leg hurting again.
How was Hartwell?
it was good – no drama (that I was around).
Aslan (Double rubber) brought a new boy toy, he is as crazy of a drunk as she is, so that was entertaining.
Food was excellent- Tone (Dain’s girlfriend) smoked us up quite a feast Saturday night.
Trail was hard I heard, 6+ miles, but we did Wheelhopper. It was hard because of all the hike a bike due to trees being down at Paynes Creek. But, excellent trails, I can’t wait to go back after its cleaned up.
At the dog and pony show but my wallet is at home. Ugh!
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