This morning has been a struggle. I dragged myself through my walk, physically tired (for obvious reasons - lots of walking yesterday and precious little sleep) and emotionally down. I can't say that my mood has improved a great deal, either. It's going to be a tough day, a tough weekend. I'm hoping that pushing myself to do a few things I'll get some momentum and it'll get my mind off things. I have cooking, cleaning and a little shopping to do and then I should really do some time at the office. I might put that off until tomorrow - hell, I don't want to do it at all but I really do need to - but some combination of these things needs to happen.
Breakfast: Oatcakes, 5 slices CF hickory smoked cajun bacon, coffee
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| Does it count as an egg pic if the contains an egg? |
Lunch: Qdoba naked burrito, extra steak. My request for light rice went pretty much in one ear and out the other, oh well. Otherwise, standard and very tasty.
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| Not just alright, it's good. |
Snack: Too many peanuts in the shell.
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| Dead soldiers. |
Also: A couple of glasses of pinot noir. Starting early tonight, we'll see how deep I get.
Exercise: Usual morning walk. As mentioned above, I really, really dragged this morning. My heart wasn't in it and there wasn't enough recovery time. But for the power of routine (and OCD) I probably would not have gone. The pedometer said 4.0 miles (I did have to dodge a lot of snowplows), 1 hour and 13 minutes. Poky, poky, poky. I skipped the push ups etc again.
There is no goddamned reason for this.
Edit: Bonus exercise. Shoveled several inches of snow, including plow debris. Then I did a lap around the mall before lunch. Doesn't amount to a great deal but every little bit of activity helps. I ran into a neighbor I haven't seen in a couple of months and he added to the list of people that know me that have said nice things about how good I look. Which I do appreciate, but still, long ways to go.
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