Okay. This is dumb.

Two weeks ago, I pushed myself so hard that I crashed. Ever since, I have been babying myself, so much so that I'm going to the other extreme now. I don't exercise, so I'm sore and I don't feel well and I have a devil of a time falling asleep. When I sleep, I sleep longer than I normally need and wake up way late, still tired. Still sore as well, so I avoid exercise. Rinse. Repeat. (ETERNALLY)

Insiduous little bug of a syndrome.

Time to actually bust out the exercise tapes I keep talking about and use them. And get my stupid bicycle working! To bed early, get up early, go to work. Next week, replace that with go to school! How did July get here so fast?

I'm posting this here as a sort of social contract. While I don't expect anyone to nag me, having put this out in a public forum means everyone knows and that alone will help me hold to it. Peer pressure!

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Also.

(My apologies to those of you who are seeing this link twice.)

Joss Whedon makes a speech.