Begin Again

This blog is called "Tripping Down the Path" for one reason. My mantra is "Walk Your Path". But, I know that even while walking my own path... I will stumble and fall (upon a carousel... thanks, Tori).

The last few days, up until yesterday, I found myself tripping up all over the place. Drank too much one night or it may have been WHAT I drank... my stomach was a mess through the entire next day. Couldn't even make it out with my friends the following night, which sucked. Went to bed too late a few nights in a row (which I can't do because my meds require a good 7 or 8 hours due to their sedative properties). And then I ate like crap and did not exercise. I should have studied more but I spent 4 hours with my books last night and I think tonight will be another 2 or 3.

But, I'm human and today I begin again. I didn't do my entire 15 minute morning workout this morning but I did do a couple exercises from it. When my alarm went off I did not allow myself to go back to sleep. That felt good on it's own, just a bit of progress. Maybe tomorrow I'll do the whole workout.

Over the weekend I did master one thing that makes me feel so much better. I taught myself how to do my own hair. So that it doesn't look like I'm wishing to becoming Jon Bon Jovi's girlfriend back in 1986. My hair has the ability to be huge... now I'm using a diffuser. And I love it. It's much smaller. I had to ask a friend yesterday if it was too flat. That was a strange feeling. Guess I'm just going to have to get used to it. And that makes me smile.

Next on the list... learning how to straighten it.