I haven’t exercised in about a week or so, I lost track. I think I got annoyed because my partner cooks so good and it makes me think my desire for a flatter stomach is a joke with him in the kitchen.
I’ve been using marijuana to “fix” my depression and that gives me the munchies from hell and I can kill a bag of potato chips in one sitting …along with a big piece of chocolate cake. So what’s the point of climbing on the elliptical trainer? Today I say, “Screw that.”
Marijuana doesn’t always cure my mood. There are times when marijuana is totally ineffective at pulling me from the deep shit hole I find myself in, but it works pretty damned good most of the time. (more…)