I haven’t ran in weeks. Until Monday night, I hadn’t gone out dancing in almost as long. Both have been calling me. They want me to return. They missed me…and I missed them. In a previous post I had mentioned my loss of desire which was due to various amounts of stress. The thing is both dance and running are…
I find it hilarious (not really) how much of an emotional eater I am. I’m surprised I’m not morbidly obese. My health stats are probably through the roof and in the red. I haven’t had them checked since 2009. Things keep coming down the pipe and piling on to the crap I’m already dealing with. It’s beginning to be too…