For those of you like me who like big print, the poster reads as follows:For Every Winner there are dozens of losers.
Odds are you are one of them!
Ok, if I were an alcoholic I would be checking into Betty Ford about now.
I have been stressed, lonely, frustrated, angry, and exhausted.
Any one of them is bad ......add them up and it's diasterous. Is it time for an intervention yet?
I'm back on track.....after all it is Monday right? One foot in front of the other.....head up, goal in sight, forgetting what lies behind I press on.
There is ground to reclaim. Shake off the dust, put on the track shoes, face to the wind. Yes, my ego is bruised and I am so tired of these self-inflicted wounds. (Floozie if you can find the switch in my head, feel free to turn it off!)
Confession is good for the soul.....the wretched scale says I've gained 7 pounds. So much for not weighing every day....back to being obcessive compulsive.
Daisy Dilemma: Was the momentary pleasure worth the price I'm paying now?
Quote of the Day: Never eat more than you can lift. - Miss Piggy
Mood: blue, blue, blue
Note to Melli: Just used my frustration and stress level to complete the 3 mile walk with Leslie. I've never gotten all the way through it before!!!.....(I didn't use the hand weights as I was already carrying extra weight. ) I yelled and whooped at the TV.....it might have looked like I was enthusiastic but it was great stress release and must not have been too loud as Fire and Rescue Team didn't respond.
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