I skipped my scheduled exercise date. I should have done it yesterday. I'm trying to talk myself into doing it today. I don't feel well, I'm at loose ends, and I can't formulate a plan for my time. I can't help but feel that I'm wasting my time and everyone elses. I can't take credit for anyone elses time, but I hate feeling like I'm wasting mine. My time is so valuable... doesn't that sound egotistical? I'd like to share something profound or at least interesting but I'm coming up empty - which is why I haven't written anything here the last few days.
Yesterday, my 8 yr old asked me what my hobbies are. I had a hard time remembering.
More brain problems: I had a huge difficulty focusing yesterday. Last night, by the time I gave up and went to sleep, I was having such a hard time focusing in a coherent and responsible way that I knew I couldn't be left alone with the kids. That's very frightening. Thankfully, today is better. I'm not sure what happened yesterday, which makes it more frightening. I also don't know why today is better.
Update: I did the workout. I snacked heavily this afternoon and it took me awhile to convince myself to put the sweet popcorn down. But I did. I got through 35 min before giving up. Still not through the whole workout. I'm trying to take that as a win, anyway. 35 min of aerobic workout is 35 minutes more than I did yesterday. Still, it feels like some kind of failure, again. It's my mindset. I know it.
Plus, my hair looked good until I sweated all over it. ;)
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