Who Knew

This is my song of the day. It's such a good song, that always makes me shakes my head and sway back and forth to the rhythm. And right now its so applicable--- so much happened yesterday that was distracting for me- some happy news, some bad news. But ultimately, I have to shake what's happened off and start each day independent of the last. Today I'm moving on. Proof is in the pudding'-----I went to the gym this morning! Day one, check! Shake it Out by Florence and the Machine

A couple years ago, after this day, I tried to document what happened on April 27, 2011, but never successfully got the whole story down.  I wanted to capture that day accurately and entirely so I never could forget all the details of what happened the day a tornado ravaged the town I was living in. And I never could do it. It was too raw, too painful. And every day I still remember that day and it still hurts, but I hope I can do that day justice as I write this blog now. We knew bad weather was on the way. Lots of people were heading home early, but this wasn't something I felt I could do.  So keeping the news on in the background, I worked at my desk, glancing out the window every so often. I emailed a (now) friend who I was supposed to meet for the first time that day, he was in town visiting for work, and told him what news sources to follow and warned him to be careful because it was going to get bad. At some point, students came down to line the hallways of our buildi...

I stumbled across this 'pin' on Pinterest today while relaxing on my couch and for the first time in a long time, felt inspired down in my heart. What have I been doing the past couple of weeks? I've been pounding the pavement, traveling all over and grabbing at straws. I've been trying my damnedest to take care of myself, but doing a mediocre job at best.  My eating has been okay, my sleeping has slightly improved (except for those 5 nights on couches), and my exercise has been none. I even joined the local YMCA last month and have yet to go. Well why the hell not? Great question. And I can make a lot of excuses. But this is what I can promise. Starting Friday, I'm going. (I'm not making excuses... I have things happening at 7pm both Wednesday and Thursday this week) And I may be scared to go to a gym by myself and looking like a fool, but I'm going. Because better to look silly than not take care of myself.   And in the same token, I'm holdin...