My Story Part One Hundred Twelve
I’m taking my own advice. Feeling stressed, with taxes upon me and a lack of time with an imposing action list and the unexpected passing of one of my dogs, I am refusing to just say, “Forget it,” and stop training and dieting.
In fact, I’m stepping it up as best as I can.
I don’t feel as well as I’d like–my shoulders and neck are, as usual, the physical manifestation of my stress–and I’m tired, but I know I’d be worse off if I wasn’t keeping up with my workouts and diet.
As always, this too shall pass. I hope it does soon.
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