I’m in a weird space. I’m tired and perhaps just still emotionally exhausted from all the recent drama. Also, must confess that I’ve been doing some emotional eating this past week and so end up shaking my head after seeing the number of the scale each morning. It’s going in the wrong direction!
So this weekend, whatever the weather, I’ve got to get back out there and start walking again. I can’t afford to continue on in this slumber because as noted by Robert Frost: “…life: it goes on.”
So time to once again call upon inner strength as letting go and moving on will be much better for me in the long run. Plus days spent mourning about really what never was, is wasting energy and most likely causing me to miss out on opportunities to enjoy all that life has to offer to the max!