I'm getting myself in shape and in the process, getting my life back.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Somewhere, out there.
I'm trying desperately not to stress-eat. I feel like I have no control over my little corner of the world. And you'd think that since I can control what I eat, that I'd be good with that. But for some reason, I just want to dive into crap food and eat, eat, eat.
Bosses are making decisions, co-workers are making situations, and someone put too much crap down the disposal (at my house) and now I need a plumber.
I feel the call of the wild and I just might have to answer. I went for a bike ride, and that felt good. The only problem is I ended up back at home. Wish I could ride away. Far away.