So, I had this very vivid dream last night. I walked into some kitchen and there at a round wooden table sat Tony Horton himself. He had a Family Size bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos open in front of him and his hand stuffed full of them and he was cramming them into his mouth...crumbs falling everywhere! Instantly I began digging through my purse for my camera so I could catch this on film and show the whole world what our "hero" is doing in the privacy of an empty kitchen.
HA HA HA HA
What in the WORLD?
The night before that I dreamed all night long about possible catastrophes that might happen while I was up instructing (people fainting, me forgetting my routine, forgetting the music, etc.)
Seriously, exercise and nutrition is taking over my life!
Even at the circus last night, all I could think about was how FIT those people must be to be able to do these amazing stunts and how when the elephants put their front foot up on the little stool thing that it looked like they were doing lunges. When I told Matt that he said, "Does everything have to be about exercise?"
hmmm.....how am I supposed to turn that off? If I'm not working out, I'm cooking. If I'm not doing either of those, you can bet I'm thinking about them...writing my next routine, planning my next meal.
I actually have begun to really try to "rein it in" when I talk because I know people get sick of hearing it all the time. ESPECIALLY people who aren't into "IT".
Ugh! I know how important balance is in life. I know that anything (even good things) in excess can become negative. Where do I draw the line?