My usual Tired Tuesday pic.
I have been in a timewarp all day. I kept thinking it was later in the week but earlier in the day. I was delighted to realize it was almost lunch time, not close to the 9:30 break. I was saddened to remember it was only Tuesday. Wait a minute, what did I say about finding joy in every day and not living just for the weekend? Oh yeah.
I realize I was supposed to tell the rest of my Monday activities, but they really do not amount to much. Basically I grocery shopped, which I did not think I would have the oomph to do. I was in fact planning in my head what I could bring for lunch in the event that I did not shop.
Still, I felt I did quite a bit for a Monday and did not feel inclined to repeat the effort on Tuesday. Yet, I managed to put in some effort. I ran for two miles, even including a couple of hills. I surprised myself.
It feels steeper when you are actually on it.
This is one of the hills in a picture taken April of 2020. Why does it look so gentle in the picture? I feel quite ill-used.
In addition to the run and walking for a half hour this morning, I walked to the VFW in Herkimer, NY (where I live) to vote for mayor. Before walking home, I stopped in the bar for a glass of Chardonnay. It was a most pleasant interlude.
On the whole, it was not a bad Tuesday. Still, I feel tired enough to categorize this blog post as such. I wonder if I will Wuss Out on Wednesday. A little suspense adds interest to my week.
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