CONFESSIONS OF AN INTROVERT
I got up early. I went to bed early, and then I got up early, and then I went outside to run. My plan was to get up early enough so that there wouldn’t be a lot of people out yet and I could work out feeling safe and unobserved. What’s the word for when … Continue reading A Scary Start To A Early Morning
I didn’t work out early this morning like I planned (it wasn’t a good plan). Turns out that little girl (my stubborn inner child) doesn’t sleep in. She was up and ready to throw a fit before my eyes were even open. I am not giving up though. There must be a way. I … Continue reading Past Failure and Setting New Goals
I am not working out today. I just … I have this little girl standing on my heart with her pouty face on and she has dug her heels in deep and screwed her eyes up tight and she is saying, quite clearly, “I DON’T WANNA!” My plan is to go to bed early tonight … Continue reading When You Have a Stubborn Inner Child
I hate feeling fat. Like being fat is visual proof that I am a failure. It exposes my insecurity to the world. Like my chubby cheeks are screaming I ate candy instead of doing sit ups. That instead of going for a run I ate pasta. That instead of working through lunch I watched … Continue reading Feeling Fat
