Slipping Up

I only went to the gym twice this week. I'm behind on the story I'm writing. Like, way behind. So behind it should be finished by now. And so I didn't go to the gym so I'd have more time to work on it.

But...I am a stress muncher. And more time at home working...means the numbers on the scale are no longer going down. And I need them to go down. Maybe more than I need to write my next book.

And that, that is terrifying.