Operation Enduring Breathing: Day 6
Friday, December 08, 2017
I suppose you are wondering where I was yesterday. Well, I'll tell you. A combination of holiday blues, tiredness, hormones, stress, tiredness, did I mention tiredness? pretty much knocked me for a loop. A good bit was self-inflicted because I didn't partake in my regular therapy, which is to force myself to leave the house and go get a cup of coffee every morning. "But wait!" I hear you protest, "isn't Starbucks expensive?" Yes. Yes it is. But you know what? So is finding a therapist and a prescription, and in the long run, Starbucks is cheaper and more enjoyable. So, that's my therapy, and it works. It forces me to get out of bed and dressed, and out of the house to interact with my fellow humans, even if it's only for a few minutes. Honestly, in the morning, about five minutes is all I can stand. Once I get in, get my latte, I savor the morning, then be-bop on down the road to get at least a few things done. Ah, but yesterday! Yesterday I didn't go, so I lay in bed until around noon, had some of the House of Karlsson Blend d'Garbage coffee, sat on the couch and moped, didn't eat lunch, developed a ferocious craving for Arby's, gave in to said craving, but at least managed not to go over my caloric intake for the day. So that's where I was yesterday.
Today I bounced out the door to get my hair done, but not before trying to save the neighborhood from a potential gas explosion. Except for the fact that it was just a noisy pipe and not a leak, so, I kid you not, NOBODY WAS INTERESTED. Do you know how difficult it is to call the gas company? It's like they don't want to talk to anybody. With customer service like that, I can see why. Anyway, it's all sorted, but it is disturbing to know that unless I smell gas, nobody is checking on anything.
Anyway, I managed to get a few little things done, which is a few more than yesterday. I also did my workout for Day 6, which is the walk/core workout.
1. Judgmental cats were thoroughly judgy. They did not approve of the exercise mat I decided to use, and gave me the stink eye the whole time.
2. My chest didn't hurt as much as it did on day one, but I still knocked some stuff loose in my lungs. Bleah.
3. I don't need a nap, which is an infinite improvement over any exercise I did this time last year.
4. I REALLY need to drink more water. It's becoming a moral imperative.
Welp, my husband is home from work, so it's time to feed the Swede. May the odds be ever in your favor.
Over and out.