September 21, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
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The word of the day is: Schadenfreude.
|[ shahd-n-froi-duh ]|
satisfaction or pleasure felt at someone else’s misfortune.
I went for my first run in a while yesterday morning.
It felt so good.
And now I feel so bad.
Not in my heart.
In my feet.
I clocked 8.8 miles yesterday.
I was moving all day.
And then I stopped moving to sleep.
Which was a mistake.
Now nothing wants to start moving again.
Moaning “oil can” at my amazing wife doesn’t help.
If I keep bugging her though she’ll make me do her dance workout that she just started.
And that’s the last thing any of us wants.
Asleep me trying to workout dance.
It’ll be an innernet sensation.
I think I’ll just suck it up and do my full body conditioning crap instead.
Today I don’t have too much on the books.
So I’m hoping to get some good work in on the new planner for next year’s photo project.
I might actually do some reading, too.
I haven’t had a smoothie in a few days so that’s on the menu.
Although, I am really digging the veggie tray life right now.
It definitely helps me feel less guilty about all those cookies I’m eating.
I seriously ate like 9200 calories worth of cookies and icing in the past four days.
So I have no choice other than to get my ass moving with the workouts.
Before my heart explodes from the fatberg I just unleashed in my arteries.
And the 9200 calories isn’t hyperbole.
I counted it up.
Speaking of shame, I’d better get to it moving those weight around.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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