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Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Bet Schmet

There is no point in making a bet with your husband and winning the bet. It was nice while the dream lasted. (It was sort of halfway fulfilled for one day.)

I'm tired, achy, overwhelmed, discouraged, unappreciated, and anxious.

I'm just typing out the negative words, so I can get them out of my head and focus on positive words while I'm at the track in a while. I'll just keep repeating positive words while I train.

I love this life...I love this life...I love this life...It could be worse.

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