Taking it easy has never been something I’m good at. Probably never will be and in some respects I think that’s a good thing. It keeps me going, keeps me motivated and keeps me from becoming a dumb slob that watches too much reality TV.
It’s also probably what got me into doing so many uppers and drinking my face off. Go, go, go! Action!
Which didn’t end well, but in the end this constant “go” mentality is also what helped me get clean. The same, “don’t throw in the towel” attitude gave me the fight to get my shit together without relying on a program or a sponsor.
Will power, motivation, hyperactivity, whatever.
But when it comes time to slow down and rest, it’s a foreign concept. I don’t get it. Not going a million miles an hour while balancing 50 million things at the same time makes me feel lazy and dumb.
I know it shouldn’t and I need time to recoup, (and that due to all the medical shit happening recently, I’m not going to be able to run as fast as I used to).
And that pisses me off. Big time. But I also don’t want to pop a boob, fuck something up so I have to have another surgery or miss anymore work; so today I’m trying to make myself chill the fuck out and be cool.
Even though it’s entirely against my nature.
Keep calm and whatever…grumble, grumble where’s my coffee? (No, that probably won’t help…but one thing at a time).
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It’s also probably what got me into doing so many uppers and drinking my face off. Go, go, go! Action!
Which didn’t end well, but in the end this constant “go” mentality is also what helped me get clean. The same, “don’t throw in the towel” attitude gave me the fight to get my shit together without relying on a program or a sponsor.
Will power, motivation, hyperactivity, whatever.
But when it comes time to slow down and rest, it’s a foreign concept. I don’t get it. Not going a million miles an hour while balancing 50 million things at the same time makes me feel lazy and dumb.
I know it shouldn’t and I need time to recoup, (and that due to all the medical shit happening recently, I’m not going to be able to run as fast as I used to).
And that pisses me off. Big time. But I also don’t want to pop a boob, fuck something up so I have to have another surgery or miss anymore work; so today I’m trying to make myself chill the fuck out and be cool.
Even though it’s entirely against my nature.
Keep calm and whatever…grumble, grumble where’s my coffee? (No, that probably won’t help…but one thing at a time).
Peep the blog at it's homepage @ www.hihaveyoumetme.com
Don’t forget to stalk me further at https://twitter.com/#!/hihaveyoumetme orhttp://www.facebook.com/authorkatemonahan