I conveniently forget my challenge until I am out of the shower and completely dried off. Shucks. On the one hand I see this as a positive. I like myself enough to forget to torture myself. On the other hand I’m disappointed that technically my challenge isn’t going very well. Still there is always tomorrow.
Cold Shower: Day Seven
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About the Author: Maggie Downie
Thank you for giving your time to stop and read my blog. I hope it encourages you to keep moving. Move and the body will be happier. And when you're moving you can hike, run, swim in Jell-O, race over non-Newtonian fluids, travel the world or build igloos--if that's your thing. If not, you can watch me do it. This is just a spot to try and feel good about life.