I drove my husbands car to work today. When I saw it sitting in the driveway this morning it looked so sad and alone and like maybe it had become a large icicle stuck in the rocks after not having been moved for a couple of weeks.
When I pulled my lunch out of the box I thought that the best part of it was likely to be how cute it looked frozen.
I am eating it for lunch as I type, and I assure you I was correct.
Workout at FitClub tonight was tough! I was feeling wimpy and it was leg workout day. I think leg workout day is very hard. I was sweating so much that by the end I gave up and yanked off my shirt to use as a crying towel. Luckily I was wearing a tank underneath.
I AM going to the grocery store tomorrow! This is getting ridiculous. I hate grocery shopping. I think mostly because I see all the food I can’t eat. And then I get frustrated and only buy a few things or I buy junk. It doesn’t help that it’s freaking cold outside!
When I got to work this morning I usually park not in the closest spot. Then I walk into the building, down the hall, and I hit the stairs. My office is on the 2nd floor but most days I walk up to the third floor just to get that extra flight of stairs in. From 2 to 3 is tough after the walk from the car, and I swear there is something weird with the steps. Today I found out how to motivate myself to speed up that last flight. Just as I was hitting my slow down point a nice looking man came out of the door on the third floor, smiled at me, then stood there, holding the door open waiting for me to go through. Sigh…my ego forced me to skip up the stairs lightly and float on through before I gasped for air on the other side.
Another day has sped by. It’s dark, and cold and prime time tv beckons me to sweet mind numbing oblivion. It seems the days are never long enough, and the nights get shorter and shorter.