Excuses, excuses, excuses. I took off last week from impact training to give my leg a heal: it swelled up so much a few nights that I couldn't sleep. And that just wrecked everything. But it wasn't just the leg keeping me up at night. Work had its hand too.
I try not to let work interfere with my personal life. Much. All too often, however, it barges its way into every hour of my waking and sleeping hours.
At least I have something to show for it. If you have a minute, please visit my Think Beyond the Possible Web site. I'm kind of proud of it.
Only now I have to find something else to think about when I'm on the treadmill...