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Day 335: The Winds of Change

Mini breakfast bowl and iced coffee- Taco Bell

I almost went to bed without blogging today!  I am so glad I came to my senses.

Today was an odd day. There was a different vibe in the air.  Weather changed again. Yesterday was actually hot. Today, overcast, and about 10 degrees cooler. It felt quite humid though.

I was early for mass this morning, so I stopped at Taco Bell for an iced coffee and made a fantastic discovery - a mini breakfast bowl! Gluten free!  $1.00!  It was more like a  miniscule breakfast bowl. Very small. But perfect for my almost nonexistent morning appetite.

I taught piano classes, had lunch with my mom, taught private students and then had a chamber music rehearsal.

But all day I felt a bit off.  Like I was not quite myself.  I had a nice walk this morning to the bus stop.  But I think that was part of the problem. I did not have enough exercise.

Starting tomorrow I am aiming for one hour, five days a week of moderate exercise. Plus 30 minutes 3 days a week of strength training.

There, I have said it!

I bought a new planning notebook yesterday.

Old school.

Real paper.

With appointment times every 30 minutes from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. every day.  I only wish it started at 6 a.m. But I sat down last night and planned out my time. Set some new goals.

I am committed to rising by 6 a.m. every day. Otherwise the day gets away from me and I feel guilty.  I need to rise early, do my prayer, bible study and cleaning.  Then my one hour workout. And I need to practice piano at least one hour a day, preferably two.

I am not getting any younger!

Speaking of which, I need to hit the sack. I wonder where that expression came  from? Bed. Need bed. Early to bed, early to rise...Tomorrow I am playing again for the Catholic church that is interviewing me.

I am still pondering psalm 27, my theme psalm.

Happy Saturday!! :)


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