Tomorrow, tomorrow!

Those two words have my mind singing with the musical Annie, one of my obsessions as a child. If Ms. Hannigan can turn nice in the end, doesn’t that mean there is hope for us all? I certainly hope so, because lately I’ve been a beast. I think I have crazy nerves about accomplishing my yoga 5x a week, starting this week. I’m feeling more determined than ever, it’s like my last chance workout, if I can’t get my act together, and start doing something, anything, than I feel like I’ll never climb past my twelve pound gain since the summer. Sure there have been some thyroid setbacks, but I can’t let that get me down. Tomorrow I will overcome with yoga. Tomorrow I will feel more peaceful with yoga, about myself, about Tom’s residency, about our future. Tomorrow, tomorrow! Can’t come soon enough.