Tonight I’m eating grapes. I canceled my classes today, slept until almost 1 o’clock, was scolded by the department secretary, skipped my 2 o’clock class, folded laundry, finished Wednesday’s lesson plan, and practiced the art of saying “no.” I also weight lifted in my living room while making fun of the Bachelor with my husband (he didn’t weight lift; he made fun with me).
I also managed to put a massive hot pink ink stain on a couch cushion (thanks to my designer husband who is a master at the strangest of domestic tasks, like getting ink out of couch cushions). I also incorrectly set the VCR and did not record 24, much to my husband’s dismay.
Though I could easily call today a failure, I feel fantastic. There’s something liberating about taking a day into my own hands and doing exactly what I think needs to be done. No, I didn’t go running today (I’m trying to take preventative measures against some looming shin splints), but I’m eating grapes, which are good for me.
“You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.” — Collette
*This blog entry was originally posted at LogYourRun.com