It's Time
So, I don't know why I'm up this late. Honestly, for no daggone reason.
Either way, I think it's time for either a staycation or another trip down to Savannah. I just want to be somewhere peaceful (read: not easily accessible) where I am forced to....contemplate. Not just think, but contemplate, meditate, pray, write...etc.
Problem is Savannah in the Springtime might be detrimental to my lungs. I'll see what I can do about that.
So, I somehow lost the motivation to do any form of movement. Any form of movement, I say. This does not bode well for my interest in a healthy lifestyle (or physical therapy). Hopefully the feeling is just a phase. In the same breath, I dare say that I'm going to focus a lot more on toning my legs. And running (yuck!). We shall see about that. So, tomorrow, I'm going to take a kickboxing class. That ought to be interesting.
So, I'm going to go to bed because I have to. Don't understand why I'm not tired.
Either way, I think it's time for either a staycation or another trip down to Savannah. I just want to be somewhere peaceful (read: not easily accessible) where I am forced to....contemplate. Not just think, but contemplate, meditate, pray, write...etc.
Problem is Savannah in the Springtime might be detrimental to my lungs. I'll see what I can do about that.
So, I somehow lost the motivation to do any form of movement. Any form of movement, I say. This does not bode well for my interest in a healthy lifestyle (or physical therapy). Hopefully the feeling is just a phase. In the same breath, I dare say that I'm going to focus a lot more on toning my legs. And running (yuck!). We shall see about that. So, tomorrow, I'm going to take a kickboxing class. That ought to be interesting.
So, I'm going to go to bed because I have to. Don't understand why I'm not tired.