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My Life Thus Far
2016-01-06 08:34:58 (UTC)

There Are Worst Things To Be

Despite it being a really crappy day as far as sales go, I felt very... untouchable. My mood simply wasn't affected like it usually is. I was unbothered. Something I don't usually get to enjoy. I'm very driven by my moods, but not today. It was great.

I still didn't give myself as much time at the gym as I could have. I procrastinated. But unlike I have been doing, I did get up and make myself some tea, a steamed sweet potato, and toast for breakfast. I can't remember the last time I took the time to make myself breakfast. Probably not since the summertime when I made a smoothie every morning. I just have a really tough time drinking smoothies in the winter months. I'm always so cold. I can't do it. I'll freeze to death! Okay, not really, but it's miserably cold in the house in the morning. I really want to get myself to suck it up and deal with it, because I need the nutrients. I can afford to pay a few more dollars towards the heating bill, and I'll just crank the heat in the morning so I can be more comfortable.

I got in a 20 minute cardio workout. I wanted to do more, but between not giving myself enough time, and the developing soreness from yesterday's leg circuit, it didn't happen. I need to moderate myself, anyway. I have a tendency of being a little too gung-ho when it comes to physical fitness. I do too much too soon, and end up hurting myself. Really, that's the last thing I need, so I'm being prudent. Already I'm feeling some benefits from getting back into it. My back is hurting a little less. I'm thinking it might have something to do with the sweet foam roller they have. It's got nubs on it that really dig deep. It hurts so good! I could hear all of the little crackles and pops happening as I rolled along it. I really need to invest in a foam roller. Particularly a nubby one!

I took my cannabis hits, and I can feel the spiritual equivalent of a warm blanket descending over my body and mind. It's a beautiful feeling. Especially since I already had such a smooth day. I'm still not comfortable thinking or referring to myself as a stoner, but I can't help but love the stuff. It takes away my pain, it clears my mind, it helps me sleep, it makes me relax deeper than I'd ever allow myself to rest without it. So, maybe I'm a stoner? If so, there are worst things to be.




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