I'd like to be superman person thanks.

How come some people are Superman while I'm definately not? Superman people are those ones who are up at 4:50am for their spin class, cook wholesome breakfasts, the ones who always have curled hair, who actually IRON their work clothes, who seem to be super cooks, super entertainers, super bloggers. Thinking about them exhuasts me quite a bit.

I meanwhile seem to have perfected the art of non super human. I found myself tumble drying my work shirts on Sunday night, giving them a good shake and hanging them up in my closet. The dryer IS my iron, if it can't be tumble dried, I don't buy it (or I do and just ignore the warnings and yes I do own some excruciatingly tight items of woollen clothing thanks to this mentality). I have often counted a coffee and brichoe eaten en route to work a decent breakfast and consider the milk 'almost like a whole food if you think about it right'. I go through a bottle of dry shampoo on a regular basis to save on hair washing (that stuff is GOLD I tell you).

I often like to think that I could be a superman person. Last week on Sunday I got my superside all organised, foods into small containers, may have ironed a few shirt collars, plotted nutritious breakfasts, vowed to only drink green tea, planned my gym plan of attack. It last until about Tuesday on which I felt great. Wednesday I did not, Thursday I was hoping it would pass. Friday I had home sick.

I have come to the conclusion that superman people are on drugs. Ones a heck of a lot stronger than my spirulina/B vitamin combo and frankly, I cannot be stuffed trying to take ANY more tablets.