Chapter 12

Everyday I learn something about myself. Today I've learned just how much value I put into booting and rallying.

Aren't I something special? I think so.

For those of you who don't know, boot and rally is a term mostly used on college campuses. It's used to describe the action of completing a task despite prior poor decisions making said task difficult. Typically the bad decision is drinking past your limit. Now with that new context, you can imagine the pain I was going through.

I agreed to go to church and a brunch with one of my elders this past Sunday. I also agreed to go out and drink with friends this past Saturday. I also agreed to get my hair done earlier said Saturday. Either I overbooked myself or I didn't prepare for each event in time because baby!

By the time I woke up Sunday morning, I knew it was going to be a mess. I looked phenomenal (and I'm so upset I didn't take pictures) however I felt like the bottom of a hobo's shoe. Downtrodden and gross with my previous transgressions pulling me down. Spoiler alert: I didn't make it through that brunch. I tried to eat but nothing stayed down. I was gone from the world for the rest of the day. But I wanted to at least try.

I guess I excelled in that regard.

I've been thinking about that kind of thought process. I got so many things done despite wanting to stop and rest. Or wanting to slow down and binge on all of the white cheddar popcorn. Despite the sadness threatening to take me out, I'm getting things done. You push past everything, rally up all your strength and do what you need to do. Maybe that will work better than what I've done before. I'll give you an update on the next chapter.