No bike for me today–it’s cold and snowing. So I dragged myself to the gym, and believe me, I did NOT want to go. But it was the best thing for me at the time. I like working out because it gives me a chance to think without distraction. And this morning I had to give myself a stern talking to. Because all week I’ve been blue and gloomy, sick of the weather, bored and lonely. And it seems like I am always waiting for something to happen before I can REALLy start living. Waiting until I have kids, waiting until I lose ten pounds, waiting until we are out of debt, waiting until spring, waiting until we have money, waiting until I’m grown up, waiting for the mood to strike me. And it’s not like that. I need to keep reminding myself that happiness is a choice, and it doesn’t depend on circumstances. I can wait until I’m blue in the face, but if I don’t choose to live, to be intentional, to have fun, to enjoy life, I’ll miss my chance. Maybe it’s just the February blahs.
Have you been reading my journal and copying my thoughts? 🙂 If there’s comfort in knowing that others feel the same way, well, take comfort.
ditto jen.
stop reading my thoughts ally!!
love you 🙂
bwahahaha! I’m stalking all of you with my magic mind-reading powers! You better get out your aluminum foil hats, because my brain waves know no distance. . .
preach it, sister !! you read my mind as well . . . i seem to have made waiting my second full-time job these days ! glad to know i’m not alone . . .