January 25, 2018•107 words
I woke up with a head cold this morning, the most pleasant thing.
I tweaked my knee at a trail race on Saturday, and can't run right now.
I found out a major opportunity for me fell through the cracks and is out of reach.
But you know what? Time keeps on ticking. And I can keep on moving. I can get out of bed and be
pleasant today, if nothing else. I was NOT pleasant the first few hours of this morning. My wife can attest to that.
Something I need to improve upon, I suppose.
Wake up and get your shit done. Mood follows action.