I really do not know why my body flips out every time I try to get a handle on managing my time. So far, January has been tough on the health front, and I have yet to get in a good week so that I can take an honest look at how I'm using my time. I know for a fact that I did a horrible job on almost all fronts this week. Yes, I had the earache; yes, it was painful; but I used it as a crutch to not get stuff done.
Why must I sabotage myself?
Tomorrow is the start of a new week. I plan on making it a good one. You hear that, body?
Results of the wreckage that was Week Four:
+ went for three walks
+ attended African dance (the belly dance class was cancelled, but N and I weren't notified because the teacher doesn't have our contact info)
+ went bike riding for an hour
+ finished 52
+ finished 53
+ started 54...and started it again.