I didn't want to do it, but I did it anyway. I'm talking about working out. It's been a while. I had some conflicts, my trainer went on a short vacation... yada yada yada #didIreallyjustsayYadaYadaYada
But Hot Damn.... I'm glad I went. I didn't work too hard. I took breaks, I paused, I panted, I drank my water. I worried about how crappy my hair would look if I took off my bandanna.
Then the sun came out. HallefrickenLUJAH #hallelujah. We've only had 24 days of rain out of 26 since May 16th. #noWonderIneededahappypillwhodidn't I even walked in the door after my workout, grabbed the dachshound and walked around the block. [look mom the steroids have even worn off]
So I'm hopeful that we've , I mean I, #reallynowwhoamIkidding turned the corner. I see this as a sign that I'll be able to handle things a bit better. That I'll be able to pop outside soak in some vitamin D while taking a quick walk to boost my endorphins. Once the kidlets are underfoot [school's out next thursday] they will go with me or we'll discover a new trail or two.
AND STOP fretting over my 'happy pills' would you all! I've taken a mere half of a pill since the first one. I do find it helps to exercise and have a lil' sunshine... so mother earth throw a girl a bone and let's help me to help myself! #butI'mnotscaredofalil'happypill...anymore