I got back on the exercise bike this morning. It had been three weeks ... three weeks of having a house full of guests, of rearranged furniture, three weeks of upheaval, of relatives and friends, of fights and makeups, of dissolution and hangovers, of doubt and pain and throbbing joy. Of very little blogging ... I didn't know what to say.
I think things are back to normal, if normal means an everyday struggle to be myself in spite of a deep urge to be nothing. It means exercising instead of being lazy. So: another 30 minutes, another 400 calories. Back in the saddle.
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