Okay, my sciatica isn't acting up too much. I was able to get out the last two days and walk about 6.5 miles each day, but I also know that I need to take it a little easier than I've been for fear of a bigger flare up. And I can't be having that. But my mind has been racing all day and I find that I get some of my best thinking done when I'm out walking the neighborhood or the nearby office complex with a bottle of water in hand and the iPod playing. Today is just not a good day to walk. It's 8 pm and the temperature is still 90 degrees. Just a little too hot for me to hoof it. But the logical side and the emotional side of my brain keep fighting about it. The logical side keeps saying I'm going to injure myself while the emotional side keeps screaming that I ate two brownies today.
It was hard to get going today. I don't know why. I went to bed in good season last night. I slept pretty well through the night, but the alarm scared the shit out of me this morning and I just found it incredibly hard to get going. I did lay out in the sun for a while yesterday and the sun has the uncanny ability to suck all the energy out of me. That could be part of the reason.
And the scale made me mad this morning. I had a few days of really encouraging news on the scale only to wake up this morning to find out that I was 7 months pregnant. Or at least that's what the scale told me. That was enough to piss off the Pope this morning. I know my weight bounces up and down the scale, and I have good days and bad days, but I take the bad days really hard sometimes. But I find the emotional side of my brain has greater power than the logical portion when I'm beat, and that's exactly where I was this morning. The logical side gained greater ground tonight as evidenced by the brownie I ate when I got home from work. I don't know how it happened, but I've become obsessed with brownies in the last week or so. I need to make a batch of nasty tasting brownies to break myself from them.
That's my world today. How's yours?