I was going nuts. Really, that was my neurologist's diagnosis over the phone. He told me to go take a hike. So began a Fitness Quest, of overcoming stress and anxiety with exercise...but I hate exercise. Really. Don't we all? A broken hand, a divorce and multiple life changes have ensued since it began, but still the Quest continues...
Sunday, March 1, 2015
7: I skipped day 6 & Reality Check
I wasn't planning on blogging today, until this happened:
Five pairs that don't fit. Gave up and pulled on a pair from earlier this week.
51 weeks to go...and I meet my final trainer, who thinks he's Ragnar. So I'm totally going Lagertha with my hair and jewelry:
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