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Well, Friday’s golf game wasn’t anything to write home about. I was still feeling a little punk from the cold, so only walked the first half, and hitched a ride with one of my playing partners for the second nine holes. Still, made it through without making a complete fool of myself. Managed to eat compliantly all day, too. As long as I bring plenty of backup Boomibars, I don’t get tempted to stray into Avoidland. Even if I only eat one bar along the way, as long as I have a bunch with me, I feel safe.
Had to get up early Saturday. Our Small Chorus (just twelve of us from the big chorus) had a sing-out in the morning. We earn money for the chorus by getting hired out to sing. So, we went to the director’s house early to rehearse. The rehearsals are always longer than the actual performance, of course. Then we had to drive about 35 minutes to the church where we were singing. We did a great job, if I say so myself. We hadn’t sung as a group since the Holidays, so it was a surprise we hung together as well as we did.
I was home by 1:00 PM, and was wiped out already! Ate a couple of eggs, and went in to the store to check on how the day was going over there. Then hubby took me for a motorcycle ride. The afternoon was so gorgeous we had to get out and enjoy it. It was a leisurely Saturday evening at home. Lamb steak and broccoli for dinner. Norman didn’t rear his ugly head all day long!
Today, I feel like I’ve been trying to slog through quicksand all day. The energy level feels like it’s at about 30 percent. After reading the Sunday papers, Hubby and I went out to the golf course to play nine holes. I just couldn’t hold anything together out there. Swinging the driver was like trying to maneuver a sledgehammer. It was pretty darn ugly. I’m ready to forget about it now. Looks like fresh salmon and salad for dinner tonight. Norman was slinking around the freshly crafted breads at the grocery store, but I ignored him.
I’m going to have to look up some kind of Spring Tonic in my juicing book. I’m tired of dragging myself around. I know I’m still recovering from the virus. But, I’ve let the juicing fall by the wayside AGAIN. I must get back to it. It always makes me feel better.
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