This Can't Be a Good Sign
If the indicators are real, I may be coming down with ye olde summer cold. Warm cheeks, runny nose,throat tickle - I would not like to hear what else that could be. Perhaps my body is in shock from operation wonderfitness, which is my goal for the next few weeks. I did a little tv yoga (bruising my tailbone somewhow again) last night along with my gym visit, and went jogging this afternoon. It was around the first week of the year when I did that. As masochistic as it sounds, I will probably enjoy the break from the usual comfort levels. The 'Hey, I DID something to change me!' effect is what I am going for.
The day at work was good and progressive, regardless of the usual meetings. Tommorrow I may finally be able to move onto something else for a while. Ok, only 80%, but that's good enough for the small stuff. There was a major accident on one of the highways this morning, police were diverting everyone from the road. I hear that a pedestrian was hit while trying to cross I-35. They said she likely died instantly but that she was hit by multiple cars afterward who couldn't see her on the road. How horrible and sad. Of course, the first thing I thought was 'what was so important for her to be trying to cross the highway that early in the morning?' I suppose no one will ever know. I tried to stop myself from formulating morbid jokes about it.
It's too late to go much more into it or into how I am feeling in general and specific, so I will try to call it a night and feel better in the morning.
The day at work was good and progressive, regardless of the usual meetings. Tommorrow I may finally be able to move onto something else for a while. Ok, only 80%, but that's good enough for the small stuff. There was a major accident on one of the highways this morning, police were diverting everyone from the road. I hear that a pedestrian was hit while trying to cross I-35. They said she likely died instantly but that she was hit by multiple cars afterward who couldn't see her on the road. How horrible and sad. Of course, the first thing I thought was 'what was so important for her to be trying to cross the highway that early in the morning?' I suppose no one will ever know. I tried to stop myself from formulating morbid jokes about it.
It's too late to go much more into it or into how I am feeling in general and specific, so I will try to call it a night and feel better in the morning.