I have not been to the gym since early May. I am experiencing one of the most stressful summers of my life. I feel like I live with my head tucked down, constantly forcing my way into a hurricane, doing the best I can can to get done the stuff that MUST get done. I have no time for extras. I work 6 days a week, and on the 7th, I have to decide between doing what *I* want, which is go to W's and relax, feeling obligated to do something with Samantha, even though she wants to do nothing but be on the internet, or cave to the constant requests from my mother to work around the house. I mean, this past Sunday, W and I spent the afternoon cutting tree branches and clearing brush, and made two trips to the AACo dump. That was my day off. I bought myself a bike last month and I've only found time to ride it twice on the driveway for about 10 minutes each time.
My LIFE is a treadmill, man.
I'm tired and I'm stressed, and I can't think about the gym though I am very proud of my healthy eating and continued weight loss, an ounce at a time.
We kicked around the idea of a PP, but I have no money to spare, and even less time, and I just hope to see everyone as much as possible at faire this year.
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branchandroot
In lieu of a post on my own LJ...
Date: 2010-07-14 02:15 pm (UTC)My LIFE is a treadmill, man.
I'm tired and I'm stressed, and I can't think about the gym though I am very proud of my healthy eating and continued weight loss, an ounce at a time.
We kicked around the idea of a PP, but I have no money to spare, and even less time, and I just hope to see everyone as much as possible at faire this year.