best laid plans…
Ok, so that walk that was supposed to happen, the day after my grueling 2 mile trek with the pup? Didn’t happen. Pouring rain. Then the work week kicked in, and grading finals, and another work week of hell, and here we are, 2 weeks later and not only have I not walked, but I also ate fast food crap to boot.
Feeling it. My whole body is rebelling. French fries are not my friend. Soda is not my friend. I can’t even ask myself what I was thinking, because I know what I was thinking - “oh, one or two cheap crap meals won’t kill me.” Umm… to be frank, yes - yes they will. Don’t eat that crap anymore. Stop it. Bad. Go buy some fruit or some meat or a salad or something. Don’t eat fried, greasy, sugar-laden evil and try to call it food. Your body knows the difference.
So, planning. Not something I’m great at - in fact, one of my biggest weaknesses. Going to have to work on that and start planning & bringing food with me on my heavy travel days. I cannot keep putting my body through the wringer for the sake of convenience. There is nothing convenient about feeling like death.
And back to planning walks. Ok, so they don’t have to be death marches in the blazing sun, but 2 miles isn’t that far if it is cool. So, as the sun sets? Maybe take some pictures? I’ve been so tired lately that I’ve come home and gone to bed. But that’s not going to be the norm. I’ll adjust. Hopefully future weeks won’t be quite as stressful as the last couple have been.