The Shred

I have huge deadlines today, and my responsible brain kept saying to work first, then try to fit in the shred later. I opened my documents and started working, but I felt yucky about it. What better time than right now to say I come first? Work is ALWAYS there. Every time I cross one thing off the list, four more items appear. I have to make this taking care of myself wholly thing a real habit. So I changed into my shorts and did it. It didn’t feel like I had to make myself do it, like I didn’t want to work out. I just had to tell myself it’s OK to put that first. To make my health and well-being a priority in my life every single day.

I don’t know. I’m 43 and this is the first time in my life I’m really understanding the truth of that and feeling it inside my body. 

I’m looking pretty good naked, too.

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