Oh The Willowy Weed
Don't you hate when you are typing and the entire thing just goes away. BOOM lost everything. I had this lovely blog post about the willowy weed of discipline... but let's just cut to the chase. I didn't practice this morning. It was cold outside (holy cow), JumpsThruSomeday txt'd me to say she wouldn't be there and my clothes were overcome with someone's left over fuzzy sweater that they looked as if I'd taken a dot marker and made polka dot yoga clothes.
I have bitten my nails off further than they ever have been... ever.
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"I have bitten my nails off further than they ever have been... ever."
I know the feeling. Been here at work since well before 7:00am and have been putting in too much time for what they're paying me. I have been saddled with a tweaked back all week and have been living off of literally 1500mg of ibuprofen a day. finally got to the chiropractor yesterday. I finally feel like I can get back in the pool, tommorrow, before work. :( stupid work.
Keep your spirits up, and lets share some of them when you get home and have a spare evening.....
Posted by: DjM | January 25, 2008 10:22 AM
I feel you on the nail biting. I hate it but I can't stop, won't ever stop, don't even care if I stop. It just is one of those things that is me.
Posted by: Lauren | January 25, 2008 5:50 PM