An Avoidant's Guide to Life, Love, and the Pursuit of Triathlon
Bad girl! (Just kidding!) Hang in there, you may still make it!
stop!! no pity parties allowed around here. although, i'd share the ice cream with you if it was rum raisin... hang in there, meg.
I'll bring the spoons! The ice cream was Chocolate Fudge Brownie. Because nothing says pity like a gallon of chocolate explosion, and when you just gotta have a good cry, only the hard stuff will do. I am not really pitying myself, but I am sad and bitterly disappointed. I keep telling myself we have one week to turn things around and I guess we'll see what happens. And until then, I am leaving the ice cream alone. I promise.
rest your body, but don't give your mind a break too. keep visualizing, keep planning. you'd be surprised how large a role perspective/attitude play in healing.
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