Wednesday, February 27, 2013
I'm mad today. At everything, at the world, at all the stupid work crap, at the crappy weather, the traffic, the full garages, the chores... at having to track my food and move my butt. This is familiar. And yes, the answer is usually a pint - or more - of cherry garcia.
But I guess this is where the idea of "practice" comes in - I'm on a streak of logging into SP and logging my food and getting my points; going out for a walk at lunch today was made easier by reading some awesome motivational SP blogs - "every step counts!". And though I'm grumpy and peeved and angry/annoyed/pissed-off and all sorts of grouchy-butt, I have something to fall back on. I don't have to think or figure things out. And that makes things easier - and even a little bit comforting...
And that is good. That is progress.