I hit the wall again. You guys are right! I didn't realize what I was doing. I thought I was just standing there. I didn't realize that I was doing it over and over and over again. Like an addiction. I was in the dark, oblivious. But thanks to my trusty blog, you guys have once again forced me into the light. I am no longer in denial. I am forced to face the wicked truth.
I hear you. I get your messages. I see your texts. 1, 2..okay…but I can't ignore it anymore. I am humbly acknowledging my problem.
This hit home. So I quickly reviewed some of my photos…
|I was just bringing Julian's lunch to school. I thought it was my bike cleats, but I was flexing.|
|My daughter was embarrassed to pose with me. So I threw in some quad.|
|I have to 1-up a piece of grass|
|And get both sides|
I get it now. I flex the shit out of my legs for anything over 5 megapixels. Lighting is paramount. I don't really say, ok flex now. I swear I don't grit my teeth. Or at least these are topics I may need to spend some time with. I may need to go into that dark place and talk about it.
I'm going to try to be more mindful from here on out. I promise I won't squat when showing you my latest Saucony. I won't ask you to look at the mud on my calves while standing on my tip toes and cropping that part out.
I'm just keeping it real. That's all I can do. : )
Tomorrow is either a short jog or 55 miles on the bike. I'm dying to see how that shakes down.