Gee I have been dark on it.
And I don't have anything to be dark about. Which makes it worse.
I just have had 4 or 5 days of wanting to get off. Off the treadmill and on to the couch. I've been a slack parent. A slack wife. I've been slack. I've only run once. And I've eaten like I did back at Massey when I had the munchies.
No healthy hearty meals on the table this week. Boiled eggs, canned spaghetti, cheese on toast, McDonald's, cold chicken and rice crackers and scooby snacks. Yep. Slack. Slack as.
But this morning I woke up and the dark had lifted. It's still there in the form of guilt and regret... but better than anger, frustration and self loathing.
So ... tonight. I will tie up my hair, put on my shoes, and RUN.