By freak chance, E and I happen to be starting another round of South Beach Phase One on Ash Wednesday. How odd, for a couple of atheist Buddhist Pagans. I'm also getting back into the gym, which I haven't done much since the holidays. It's not that the schedule is loosening up (oh no, it certainly is not) it's just that I can practically feel myself aging by the day, and I need to reclaim my health from the jaws of inertia.
Ugh. Workload continues to be crippling. Passing the exam failed to suddenly make everything effortless and perfect. Furthermore, the American Massage Association and my school's alumni association are not emailing me back in a timely manner. I feel adrift.