Today was a pretty good day. But it had it’s setbacks, such as me having to type this again. It started with me deciding not to do my morning workout, which would have been fine except I ended up not being able to sleep more. I did eventually do rosetta stone, so better than nothing.
I managed to do all my usually morning stuff and get to work on time. I had 2 cases, both went fine. Then I hit a setback. I usually am able to bang out a 3 mile run at baseline. I’m not fast, but I ran 12 half marathons in 12 months in 2017, so I can run. It was raining outside so I used the treadmill in the hospital gym (I know, exciting). But I don’t know what happened, I was unable to run. I ran a mile thinking I was just mentally not in it enough, but after a mile and a half I called it quits and got off the treadmill feeling dizzy, weak, dazed and just overall bad.
I immediately ate lunch, some tuna over a salad with dressing I brought. At the last second I grabbed a banana, realizing I haven’t had a singly starchy thing in a week, only some fruit and kombucha occasionally in the carb department. I figured that + whole 30 day 7 might be what was causing my issues.
I then spent an hour on instagram doing nothing, which I very much regret. But eventually I got myself in gear and left to run some errands (benefit of being chief is I get to leave when I want, within reason). I bought a new yoga mat, got some mascara I ran out of, picked up prescriptions, pretty much the definition of errands.
On the way home I did everything I could to convince myself I didn’t need to do my plyocide. None of my reasons were good. So when I got home I DID IT. And gave a pretty decent effort too. I cooked dinner which gave enough leftovers for tomorrow, and I got some of my work done. Some but not all. All the essentials though. And a few other little things got taken care of.
So I’m going to remember it’s a marathon, not a sprint and mark today down as a win.
