It should have been my take a break day, but my mind doesn't take breaks. Like never.
Not even during exams, when all my attention should be focused on recalling all
things I've read. So here's a story I thought of on my super long bus ride to
Bayshore:
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I was two months into my resolution to take the
stairs no matter how high the floor I was headed was.
On my son's first birthday, I'd taken the extra
moments to look pretty since I knew the day would be photo filled. While
deciding what dress was mumily yet sexy enough for the day I realized how far I
still was from my pre-pregnancy body. And so I decided to get active all
around. My occasional gym visits weren't yielding quick enough results, so I
added the stairs and this thing called "clean-eating".
Today wasn't any different from all other
Saturdays, my son and I were going grocery shopping and he wanted to sit on my
shoulders. I thought more of it as weighted cardio than risky behaviour since
it was something we'd done before. Plus we lived on the third floor, so it
wasn’t a long trip down. Somewhere between focusing on keeping him balanced on
my shoulders and teaching him to say "ma-ma" I missed the snow puddle
on the step and slipped.
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I got lazy and didn't finish it. I'll finish it
tomorrow. I'm sorry :( . I wrote it early this morning and thought I'd finish.
Well it's 12:06am, so technically it's day 3. But whatever, I’ll finish it on
Day 3(today)... or Day 4 at worst.
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