Good. Bad. I'm the Guy With the Gun

[jamesq]

Today I was bad - I didn't run when I was supposed to. Instead I dawdled in the morning.

But then I was good - I got off my ass and went for a 50 minute run anyway.

But I was bad this whole week - aside from a run today and a run on Saturday, I didn't get any exercise, and it being Halloween, I gave into temptation and ate 349.5 little candy bars (I counted).

But I was good - I went to this morning's Weight Watchers meeting anyway (after finishing my run, cleaning up and getting ready for work) and ended up losing 1.4 pounds!

But that was because I was bad - I cheated something awful: Didn't rehydrate after my run, skipped breakfast until after the meeting, wore really light clothing.

But that means I'll be good today - my weight is down so my mood is up! When my mood is up, I follow the program better. Depression is what kills me time and time again.

Of course, I was then bad coming to work after the weigh-in. I remembered I had a morning meeting and I was late for it. I broke some or all of the highway traffic act getting to work. I shouldn't have even been driving since I want to walk or take transit all the time. There I was speeding down Crowchild Trail with one hand on the wheel and one hand on my chicken sandwich (that was originally meant for lunch, but has now become breakfast). It turns out the meeting is tomorrow.

I'm feeling supremely cocky today for no good (or bad) reason. I think I'm going to get a lot accomplished. Which is good since my inbox has about a dozen fires that need putting out.

Goal for the week: Be good. And also be bad, where "bad" is part of "bad ass" or "bad boy". The bad boys always get the girls - that's good right?

Comments

[oblivions.livejournal.com]

As long as the 'bad boy' has a hidden chivalrous heart. Girls melt for that sort of thing.

[jamesq]

For lack of a more precise term, we'll call this the "Han Solo Effect".

[thebrucie.livejournal.com]

Wait... what?