Had a heart to heart chat with my personal trainer. "Jill, I'm cutting down from 3 days a weeks to 2 days a week." She said nothing. "I'm not eating well all the time, and the only time I do anything is when I come here." Again, nothing. "I've decided I'm going to take the day I'm not here and sit in my bed, watch the news and eat onion dip with potato chips." "Go ahead," she told me. "I know you'll feel a hell of a lot better when your ass is bigger than it is today." GRRRRRRR "Fine," I told her. "I'll come three days, but I'm not going to work hard!"
How else can I check out of life for a while?
That's the real issue. I'm just done dealing with issues. I'm just done. It's hard, too hard.
There are peaks and valleys and valleys and valleys. A valley then becomes a hole and then that hole becomes a bigger hole, but now it's made of mud. I just keep trying to crawl up the sides only to “almost” get to the top and then, WALAH, you slide down to the bottom again. Ugh
|Tony was an entrepreneur kinda.|
Here's the issue. Do I get into the game or stay on the sidelines????????????????????
Let's not get crazy...I'm not calling anyone today. But I am going to try to figure out why I shouldn't.
|I'll play but I gotta know I'm gonna win ahead of time!!|