Was being lazy, was giving up hope…. but then I walked two miles to and from dinner, where I had a yummy salad. I think I just need to be okay with taking things slow.
My dad was talking the other day how he saw these young girls running on the side of the road, like jogging, and he felt bad for them. Little kids should be running around, and they weren’t smiling, they were just plodding along.
There is this couple who comes to my gym, and they bring their young girl with them. I’m bad at guessing ages, but I’d say 12 years old. It’s just sad that instead of running around and playing outdoors to stay healthy, she’s at the gym pushing on these machines that are clearly too big for her. I feel like it might develop into something unhealthy. It just doesn’t feel right.
Three days of awesome followed by three days of bad. Let’s turn it back around.
Which means fresh eggs everyday… mmmm… But hard boiling them is a pain in the butt.
I biked (stationary) for 26 minutes, then did some leg/butt work.
Trying my fitness pal again! Lets do this!
Of you told me four years ago that I would stop having panic attacks every night, I wouldn’t have believed you.