Well, my plan to write a blog post every day for thirty days is off to a great start! 5 days of posting in a row... and then I took four days off. Sigh. So much for good intentions, but I've found it's really hard to be motivated to write on the weekends, when I can spend that time cuddling on the couch with my husband.
But instead of wallowing in guilt, I'm just going to keep cracking, and start writing again. I have a hard time sticking to plans, and I comfort myself by telling myself that I'm not undisciplined, but a free spirited rebel who bucks plans and rules.
The last time I rode a horse was five weeks ago, at 7 1/2 months pregnant, thereby breaking every rule listed in all of those pregnancy books I've been reading. But since I figure the rule of not going horseback riding while pregnant is more about not falling off of a horse while pregnant. I justified my lovely horseback ride by the fact that I was not planning to fall off, and I didn't fall off, therefore riding a horse while 7 1/2 months pregnant is ok.
What can I say, I'm a rule breaking rebel.
Isn't the first part of recovery, acknowledging that you have a problem?
1 comments by lovely readers:
Good for you!!! You still have to live right?? You're growing a human life... you didn't die! I sometimes think those pregnancy books expect you to crawl into bed and do nothing for 9 months.
How's the end of your semester going? Hope you're hanging in there!
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