Sunday Confession

I’m tired of exercising three days a week. I’m tired of walking an additional x,000 steps a day and climbing at least y flights of stairs.

I’m tired of passing on dessert 10-10 1/2 months a year. I’m tired of only eating one or two boxes of Cap’n Crunch cereal a year. In general, I am VERY tired of being a slave to my Hemoglobin A1C tests.

I am tired of being obsessed with the number of blog views/visitors. I am tired of my OCD/numbers nerd brain calculating how many more views per day I need the rest of the month or the rest of the year to reach x,000.

I have to admit that much of the positive change in mood that came with the move to Arizona has faded. Don’t get me wrong: I am happy to be here and would rather be here than in the mid-Atlantic. It’s just that whatever was missing in my life before the move is still missing. I wish I knew what that was.