Choosing Happy

This morning I felt crappy.  I woke up tired for the infinitieth time, dreading the day ahead.  I dragged my sleepy ass to TDM where I trudged through my desk shift.  I noticed some twinges in my throat.  I saw fleeting images of running 13.1 miles with the plague that has afflicted almost all of my students.  My knee hurt.  My elbow hurt.

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Then I made a choice.  The choice was to smile.

It’s my mother f*cking BIRTHDAY RACE WEEK!  It’s the last Wednesday of my twenties!  I ain’t got time to pout.

I took a great TDM class where I realized that I can finally totally do legit push-ups.  I taught several interesting and inspiring lessons.  I had a delicious lunch with the new issue of In Style.


…..I learned in Oakland.

While I would prefer my moods to be a little more even keeled, I’m happy to say that 9pm me barely resembles 9am me.

Choose happy. Sometimes, it works!


3 thoughts on “Choosing Happy

  1. Yay for being positive! Good luck in your race and happy birthday!

  2. jbbarr says:

    Raiders of the Lost Ark!

  3. Julie says:

    Excellent! I pep talked my hubs the same way this morning. Telling him everytime he was feeling down to focus on something positive about the day. Way to keep the funk away!

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