It is a beautiful Sunday afternoon. Sun is shining. It is in the 60s. It totally sucks being on pager duty.
I went on a several block hustle this morning… until the pager went off and I had to come back home… sigh.
Christmas tree is wonderful company… so is coffee with peppermint mocha creamer.
I’m tired this afternoon. I feel like i could take a totally forever nap this afternoon. I don’t feel so bad anymore though, because I realize that tired is a part of me…
I’m starting to try to take stock in why I’m writing (given that I know no one is actually reading this). I want to help someone who is facing what I am facing… or what I have been facing…
I think it is really depressing that, as soon as I was really starting to make progress in loosing weight… I get RA
A Figment Of Fitness 