cheerful = crazy?
today went and worked out - first time all week - and afterward felt like riding bike around neighborhood. i love my neighborhood so much. there was a storm the other night and because we have trees coming out our asses, there are branches - whole big branches covered in bright green leaves - all over the streets. the other night, one such branch went through scott's rear windshield and shattered it completely. well, living in natural beauty has its ups and downs.... in orange coutny, they would have chopped all the trees down for offending mercedes benzes with droppings.
so anyway, after i got home and took a shower, i made myself a tuna melt and danced around and was cheerful. cheerful! i started to worry that i might be manic - the other day i could barely get out of bed i was so tired. then again, maybe it's just infrequent exercise that's to blame.
new experiment to see if i am bipolar or not:
will spend next two weeks doing at least 30 minutes of exercise a day: walking or biking around the neighborhood, work out at the gym, etc. and we'll see what my mood does. it's fun but exhausting having a different mood every damn day.
wish i could just enjoy feeling good and not worry if it means i am crazy. sigh, grin....
so anyway, after i got home and took a shower, i made myself a tuna melt and danced around and was cheerful. cheerful! i started to worry that i might be manic - the other day i could barely get out of bed i was so tired. then again, maybe it's just infrequent exercise that's to blame.
new experiment to see if i am bipolar or not:
will spend next two weeks doing at least 30 minutes of exercise a day: walking or biking around the neighborhood, work out at the gym, etc. and we'll see what my mood does. it's fun but exhausting having a different mood every damn day.
wish i could just enjoy feeling good and not worry if it means i am crazy. sigh, grin....