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Tuesday, June 04, 2013
It was getting late in the day... a day that I had felt wonderful living in. The weather was sunny and in the '70s. All was right in the world. It should have been easy to keep my promise to myself and workout and write but I opted to clean my closets.
Hmm? Feeling good=cleaning? I discovered this wierd sort of disconnect, as though I'm programmed to earn basic care for self time.
The realization didn't make me stop and keep my promise right away, but eventually I did. Eventually the idea that I would have to fess up to my accountability partner that I didn't workout because I was cleaning my closets pulled me up short.
So, I kept my promise to myself and found a weak point.