I have a confession: I talk to myself in the car.
(Yes, that is a bicycle in the trunk. And I am already getting crow’s feet and don’t really mind. It means I smile a lot, right?)
In all seriousness, I do talk to myself in the car. I use the time in an enclosed, quiet space to sort out any negative issues going on in my head or my life. I think saying stuff aloud and verbally reframing situations in a more positive light is so much more effective than just going over it in my mind or writing it down! Try it. I swear it works. People at stoplights might think you’re nuts, though…
I talked myself all the way to the pool and back.
And I swam for 20 minutes. I didn’t count laps, I just swam for the pure pleasure of it. Seems like everyone in Charlotte had the same idea because the lanes were packed.
And I came home and made some frozen pizza and a spinach salad. I thought about pizza the entire time I was swimming. So good.
Time for bed. Goodnight, buddies!
PS – I really enjoyed the comment discussion about patient advocacy. So many different stories and perspectives. Thanks, as always, for sharing your thoughts!