Last night after writing the blog and getting into my bed I realized that I had only eaten lunch. I knew I forewent dinner because I wasn’t hungry but I had forgot that I was too busy at work to eat breakfast, or a snack.
I figured it was only about 400 calories yesterday. Not nearly enough. So today I had to intentionally eat three meals. I may spend time tomorrow figuring out how many calories I ate today, but I made sure at dinner to add plenty of olive oil and veggies with my half potato and some chicken.
I keep dozing off on the couch as I write this, it’s 9pm. I’m going to be asleep by 9:30. I think my body may be catching up or regulating.
I went on the walk today… Alone. My buddy texted me first thing this morning to say she couldn’t make it after work today. I didn’t take my bag of walking clothes to work. I didn’t take lunch either.
For the second day in a row I came home for lunch. I made healthy choices and am just overall trying not to spend money on food when I got food at the house.
When I left work today I thought about not coming back home and going somewhere for food and just to sit in my car. However then I would have forfeit the walk. I knew I wanted and needed the walk so I came home, threw lunch together and grabbed some clothes and headed back to work.
I pumped myself up for the walk and at 4:30, my normal time to leave work I just shut my computer down. I’ve stayed after 5 so far every day this week but today I wasn’t doing it.
It wasn’t even about getting away from work as quickly as humanly possible, it was more like the sooner I start my walk the sooner I finish.
I was determined to beat my own time. Which I know is around an hour, but never under an hour. I wanted to finish the loop in an hour or less. I did it in 61 minutes.
I was really proud of myself, for going, for doing it, for pushing through those moments when I wanted to quit. For a while, I couldn’t get over how pathetic I felt that I couldn’t walk faster than a mile in 20 minutes.
Then as I was starting mile three, my legs like cement pillers sliding across the ground, I realized in a few months I’d be hopefully able to jog some or all of it. At least I will beat my current pace.
It was a positive walk, me hyping myself up. I felt great mentally after, tires physically though. It was hot and humid today. Over 79% humidity, not fun, but I enjoy the sweat.
I came home, showero, hydrated and cooked dinner. Insat on the couch at 8 with dinner watched two episodes of a show and started to fall asleep. Now it’s almost 9:30 and I’m basically gonna stop typing because I’m ready to climb into bed and get a great night sleep.
It’s supposed to pour all day tomorrow so I’m not sure about a walk. I’m so excited it’s Friday and I have the weekend to relax. I got the word today starting in June we’ll be open on Saturdays for a few hours.
I asked for all the shifts because I need to save for school. Right now they’ll only be 4 or 5 hour shifts but it will help. So I have two full weekends left before I got to 6 day work weeks.
A part of me hopes it rains after work so I can come home and work on art. I want to finish the big piece so it dries tomorrow and Saturday I can play with some new stuff. However, I don’t want to miss out on a walk. I have been really feeling great.
Adventures of the untoward 