Too Much in One Day
It's taken me all day long to get on Blogger. So this is the first time I was able to write.
Yesterday, it was beautiful here. So I foolishly went out and walked three miles during my lunch hour—and I ran some stairs during this walk. I was thrilled because last year, I could barely walk up them. Today, however, I am fried. I am so tired I'd nothing more than to take a nap. My legs hurt. Why is that we always try to undo 20 years of slothful behavior in one day?
Also, I feel like I'm starving. And I want comfort food—chocolate sounds like a good idea right now, too. I want something sweet.
My diet has been kind of blown. At least I haven't gone a full-blown binge. I am eating too much. I'm hoping that the coming good weather will get me back into my eating plan. Right now, I'm a pig—there's no two ways around it.
Yesterday, I talked about regret. I wish I wouldn't have had my head so far up my own ass in my younger days. It was all about me then. Funny thing is I haven't been able to cry about it. I almost wish I could. I just can't muster the tears. I think I've cried too much over the past two years. I'm not sure I could cry. But I don't want to tempt fate.
OK. That's it for today.
