Too much obsessing about food. This is because I wrote a few posts for My Fitness Pal and then thought too much about how many responses I'd get and then responding to those responses. But, on the other hand, I spent almost all day Thursday writing and reading and it was marvelous. Writing, no matter what sort of writing, gives me such a sense of well-being. Because.
I am a writer.
I have issues with food. But that is enough about that. If I mire up in those issues, it just gets worse. Remember, Rebecca. Change your behavior and the rest will follow. Or not. But either way your behavior will change and that is the goal.
I hope very much for a job this fall. I cannot continue to be a stay-at-home person. It's nuts. Really. It's time to get back to the reality. I am a people person. I need to talk and interact. I need to TEACH. Please let me find a teaching gig for the fall.
My knees are still wonky. Remember, Rebecca. Running messes up your knees. That is the reality. It's sad that you can't run but it's good that you can run if you absolutely must, like to catch the train to Rome. Remember that day? Those awful knees.
Will I go to church? I think not. I think I will go for groceries. Very slowly. Intently. Calm and in the center of myself. I certainly cannot sit here for much longer. My brain is getting squirrely.