thoughts from a wandering mind


Read me or don't, but here's where the wanderings get put on paper..eh, screen.

My run was painful today. I did a bunch of stuff at the gym yesterday that was new and wow I am in pain. I didn’t want to go this morning and the wind was blowing so hard that I was shifting left and right.

I hate that I’ve been working out for almost 15 years and that there is no end in sight. It’s not like I’ve challenged myself to run a marathon, trained, and did. It’s like I need to be in shape FOREVER and therefor need to work at it all the time. What a waste of time! I mean I know it’s good for me, but I honestly I would rather be home cuddled in bed.

Just saying..