Feeling It

Ah, I had forgotten the agony of running on no carbs and I was rudely awakened to that fact this morning. I'm beginning to think that I'd rather be fat and be able to run than be skinny and feel like I'm living in hell every morning. The problem is that there doesn't seem to be any balance for me (in anything mind you). If I chow down on carbs, even low fat carbs, I will invariably eat high sugar carbs. Dammit. Anyway, I'm struggling to find some sort of solution. I know it is called moderation but who prescribes to that?

I was telling RG last night that the Level 3 poker is vastly different to the Level 2. The players are much much better so the tournaments last a bit longer. I feel very out of my league whereas on Level 2 I just felt frustrated. I guess Level 2 I felt competent but running bad and Level 3 I just feel like a moron. Excellent. You can definitely feel the strategy coming into play on Level 3. Ah well, it is all good.

It was very slow yesterday. Things are about to get really busy though. I have 200 items to mail, 1,000 postcards, and then the newsletter to get out before Monday. Now, it may not sound like much but the newsletter alone is about a 2 day event. The 200 piece mailer takes a ton of time due to the odd shape and weird mailing. The 1,000 hopefully I'll get off in the mail today. Yesterday, although I worked about 6 hours, felt like a holiday! I felt bad that I had time off to play some poker and chill. The poker was very quick as I consistently ended up 9th or 10th. Doesn't take too long to accomplish that. Ha, Ha.

I'd just like to mention that the little things in life are really marvelous. I got a try organizer which has since cleared my desk substantially and I am as happy as a lark!