What does it mean: I’m tired, but it’s a good tired.  Honestly, I never gave it much thought.  It describes how I feel right at this moment.  Because I can still write today’s musings, it’s a good tired.  Bad tired is when I have to go to bed and not fulfill my commitment to myself.  I can say that better, because that last sentence did NOT feel good.  I’m committed to loving my body this month, and so any kind of tired is just fine.  

Eating has been more pleasurable this week.  As I lower the resistance to good health, I feel free to eat as my body desires.  I am imperfect and enjoying every minute of it.

Am literally snoozing at the typewriter.  The practice for tomorrow will be…unconditional love.