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I just want to be normal. Meaning two things:
  • I don’t want to have to exercise every freaking day.
  • I don’t want to watch what I eat.
And sometimes I live as if I am normal. The past weekend was kind of like that. I did take a long walk on Saturday, but I made up for it at dinner. And breakfast on Sunday. I tried to rein it back in Sunday afternoon, but went back to “normal” yesterday, with no exercise and some not-very-good food choices.

Sigh. Maybe I need a Friday Quote Day every day, hmmm? But if one good weekly quote doesn’t help, why do I think a week’s worth would?

I’ll be gone again this coming weekend, and not in charge of the food. Not sure if I’ll be able to take time for a good run or not, but I’ll pack my gear and hope for the best.

Hope your week is starting off better than mine has. It’s kind of sad when you have to reboot on Tuesday. Grrr.


denise said…
At least you've hit the CTRL-ALT-DEL keys...I'm just frozen in place and not doing anything - ore more to the point doing everything - all wrong. So a reboot on Tuesday is better than ignoring the problem!
altopower said…
You can define what normal is for YOU. Who cares if it matches what anyone else does? Maybe it means exercising every OTHER day, or watching food during the week and relaxing on the weekend. Being rigid with both doesn't work for me at all, so I'm learning to adjust my own definition of normal.

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