Seeing RJ blog about his mid-year review compels me to take stock of
MINE.
If you discount Goal Number 5, which was to do a review and kick myself in the groin if not enuff progress was made by 30th June, I am happy to announce 1 miserable tick out of a possible 4 =))
The only thing that worked was getting out there on the road rather than in the gym. Or for my case, in the water, because I have been swimming much more in view of a bad knee that has been acting up lately.
The other 3 goals have, like they say, gone to the dogs. I am pretty broke, smoking like the Hogwart's Express and soon will have no marriage to speak of.
Wouldn't it be nice then, if our goals could somehow come down from their lofty heights, and perhaps meet us halfway when the time comes. The trouble is, sometimes we don't even get a glimpse of the goal at the halfway point. Much less meet.
Now that's pathetic!
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