day 6: the lunatics leave the asylum
The one where we are granted furlough.
The one where we are granted furlough.
The one where nature comes calling.
The one where I pull my head out of my ass and make a decision with my brain, not my ego.
The one where I made my own training schedule.
The one where I climb up and down mountains. Like a mountain goat.
The one where I dive deep into Day 1 of Fat Camp version 2.0.
The one where I complain about how much effort it took JUST TO GET THERE.
A tribute to Seinfeld: The post about nothing.
The one where I announce that I am headed back to Fat Camp.
The one where this life-long excuse-maker realizes it takes work and commitment to make a lasting change. And I learn to love the process, in the process. Fancy that.
The one where I realize how much the lens we view life through skews our perception. Perspective really is everything.