1000 days

Yesterday I RAN/WALKED 2 miles! Not the best run, but a run.

Today is 1000 days of no M. And now I need to be honest, M still lurks and wants out. He has occasionally peeped, he squawks a lot, want to be heard. A few peeps don't mean a fail, I always caught it. 

The next goal is still part of M, Moria. That lingering problem that's been YEARS in lifespan. 10 years, at least. I've been trying, half trying full trying failing trying, over and over. Just a look at this journal shows try and fail uncountable. 

What is Moria? Noise? Habit? Crutch? Procrastination? All of it. I know. There's always a twinge of regret, of noise, of notice that I'm failing. Yet I continue. That's what needs to change. 

Define the goals in the habit trackers for Moria. Today. Start. 

Today could be the day, that you stop doing that self-destructive thing you do. 

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Back later for more. I have the urge to write and write and bullet and more, but what is there to write. WRITING is not the problem. MORIA is the problem. Don't sit here and write about it! 

Our 'hood in lab was just certified and today the first real sample processed in it.
I set a goal of a lunch walk, and I did it.
I set a goal of M1 after RVLC, and I did it.
I set a goal of Fitness+ something, and I did it. 

I'm winning the day. I hate to say, 'so far', but that's been the trend for the past... 10 years. 

meeting gotta go.