Tuesday, July 18, 2006
So, the goal I made for myself to limit my reading time to match my working out time has failed miserably. Mostly, because I came to realise that reading is an escape, and it's a positive one. If I'm reading, I'm not eating. It does not work as a reward for me. It's as much a part of my life as breathing. I've also found that if I don't read before bed, calming myself down as it were, I don't sleep nearly as well as I do after indulging in a few chapters.
So, we live and learn, and move on to bigger and better challenges. I just have to come up with one...