Last week I was looking for the source of this sometimes blinding hatred of so many things. Today I found at least some of that source.
The drive in was a good one, rain or not, a good steady pace with traffic, no abundance of complete idiots, they were there, just not so much that they caused me any undue stress.
Morning cardio was good, some HIIT on the treadmill! Good times
Decent weekend, very lazy and relaxing
Then I start in on the weeks work, already filling my inbox
Annoyed but not terribly angry
Feels like it’s going to be a good day without any real vein popping and pointless aggression
Then as I sit working and drinking my breakfast I get a twinge
What was that? A sudden feeling in my gut, churning , cramping…
Ohh yeah, there it is, a mix of all the processed, starch carb laden, roll inducing absolute garbage that filled my plate this weekend!
Oh wait, yep there it is, I had almost begun to miss the Monday anger that has spackled my schedule for weeks.
At least I know where this is coming from, no one to blame but me
I think that actually makes the feeling stronger, I have a face to put to the feeling
I am thinking it’s going to be a productive day, also the first day of my 21 Day Challenge, so funneling these urges to destroy into streamlined progress is a good thing.
As long as I have the control of this I will be great, time to push the work threshold and knock some ‘to-dos’ from the list!
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