What is there to say that has not been said a hundred times, a thousand times, a million times before?
I f’d up.
And now I wish it were a month later, three months later, six months later, so that I could be back closer to my healthy living goals.
I can see where I want to be off on the hazy horizon, and I know that the only way to get where I want to go is one slow, slogging step at a time.
I don’t really want the days to sweep by (not really), but I do want to see what happens when I stack good days on top of one another until they reach the sky.
I know what can be done with good choices and a little honest effort.
I know what’s possible.
Thanks for stopping by today.
I’ll be here tomorrow, too.