Wednesday, May 15, 2013
and contrary to popular belief, they do absolutely fall down.
I feel like a Weeble. Do you remember them? My baby brother had the airplane. They were a lot of fun.
I keep thinking that any day now, I'll be over my weekend eating fiasco and feel better. Any day has not arrived. I still feel icky and even my joints ache. I know that is all the crap I subjected my body to that I had been off of for such a long time. My body is coming out of food shock, I think... maybe.
I went to class this morning but it wasn't easy. My inner brat fussed and whined and begged me to stay in bed. I don't even know how I accomplished it but I did. I'm tired and I need a nap but I made it.
I waddled thru my lunch time walk and wished I could go home and sit on my back patio with the pups. It's gorgeous here! Eighty with a slight breeze. Surely that is what heaven will be like. Nice.
Thanks for all your comments and for letting me cry about the weekend. Three more weeks and I'll get another shot at it. Maybe it will go better.
Enjoy your day!