Penance for pizza

Today is usually a pretty crap day for me. This whole week really. I thought this year it wouldn't be so bad since I have been taking medications and working out. I have been in a pretty good place. Unfortunately it hit all the same on thursday night to where I didn't want to leave for work. I made myself go even though I was scared. While I was on the way My amazing friend RJ sent me an amazing string of text messages that I really needed. I am pretty sure my sister had a hand in that, she does that stuff sometimes. Today I kept myself off the couch by doing lots of working out. Im at the fire department so I pushed myself out of my funk and got my miles done. My mom and dad brought me pizza (can't turn down the best pizza in jackson) so I broke out my fire gear and did a round of "crossfit" and 3 rounds of 30 second planks with Tom. A great round of "penance" and the pizza was worth it. My diet has been pretty suck for the last couple of days but I am trying to not be too hard on myself.

Much loves awesome peeps.

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