Whatever. in The Napkin.

Not as dire as Friday. Feels.... going through the motions? No, that’s not quite it. Stoic bottled rage? Annoyance?

Sleeping well. Eating reasonably. Haven’t missed a workout.

Maybe it’s the typical preoccupation with thinking about how I’m feeling. When I’m not thinking about it, I’m otherwise operating within established parameters. I’m fine when I zone in. Or zone out.

I thought of going for a hike this weekfront, to celebrate. I don’t know. I’m not feeling it right now. Maybe I’ll force myself anyway. So I can recount the time I did something and hated it. Last time I hiked was around the Delaware Water Gap. Double black diamond trails.

Because, of course. Ha ha. The girls I were with were all about cardio, and they were so flagged. Meanwhile, I squat and deadlift, and my legs were fine. : D

In a way, one measure of my status is how annoyed I get with my cats. Some of them like to jump on the kitchen counter. Things is. I clean after I cook. There’s nothing there.

THERE IS NOTHING THERE. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU JUMPING ON THE COUNTER. DO ONE OF YOU WANT TO GO TO THE POUND.

Ahem. In better moods, things like that roll off me a bit easier.