This past week, I realized I have been getting sick...and lo and behold, I am sick!
I think I spent my time this weekend like this:
45 parts sleep
4 parts partying it up with my fun friends on Saturday
2 parts watching crap I've TiVo'd during the past two weeks
31 parts eating anything and everything in hopes that I'd feel better.
The result? I've gained 82 pounds, am out of Ramen noodles, and now can recite the theme song to "psych" on a moment's notice. Or at least that's what it feels like.
And now I sound like Marge Simpson.
Worse, I've noticed that I am definitely not taking care of myself - this past week was full of stresses, sadness, and irritations. I didn't work out even one day. I stayed up late, I drank alcoholic beverages each night, and ate like crap because I was trying to make my meals quickly. I didn't listen to my body and I didn't take care of it.
I love this quote:
Be good to yourself. If you don't take care of your body, where will you live? -Kobi Yamada
This week, I'm vowing to be better to my body.
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