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Friday, July 22, 2005
... tired ...
I am becoming one of those people that is SO TIRED all the time.

Almost every night I fall asleep next to my son after reading books with him. I try not to but he wants to read me a book and wants to talk to me and I can get away with 'mhmm' or 'uh-huh' with my eyes closed.

The verdict so far is that I need more exercise. Every time I say 'I have no time' some goody-too-shoes with a butt to bounce my foot off of pipes up with a 'you can ALWAYS find time!' Even my brother who said "you just gotta make time, you only need an hour and a half a day."

Ok bucko... there is NOTHING that I do for 90 minutes IN A ROW in a day. Finding 90 minutes is not going to happen.

What might happen is 20 minutes. I did start this other blog about running and have been trying to keep it up. Unfortunately I'm not really a RUNNER, so when it rains for weeks on end or I go on vacation... well, I just don't run. I'm not an addict or something.

I have the resources. I have an eliptical IN MY HOUSE now so one would think that I would get my butt up and use it. But the only time I stop moving is AFTER DINNER when my child is in the tub. You can't excercise five minutes after dinner!

The other option is at 6 am. My alarm goes off at 6 am so THEORETICALLY I could bounce out of bed like a Wheaties commercial and jump on the thing. But it's SIX AM and that is the last few minutes of sleepy sweetness that I'm trying to suck out of the night.

Back to work. But first.... a coffee....
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