I was a layabout this morning. I got to bed around midnight Saturday, so I knew I wasn’t going to get up at the 6 am alarm. But there was an inertia that kept me from moving until after 10. I didn’t have anything that I really needed to do, like work, so I just spent time in bed. Thinking and drifting off into naps.
When I did finally get up, I got myself breakfast. I cut up an apple and crumbled in the spiced nuts that my aunt and uncle gave me for Christmas. That mix was a delight.
I was going to do my exercises right after breakfast, but I didn’t. I got myself walking a bit after noon. I decided to walk for 1.5 miles and figure out where that turnaround will be when I start adding distance to the morning walk. I’m not planning on extending the mileage this week since I’ll be traveling, but I hope to extend it next week.
After the walk, I thought I would get right to exercising, but I ate lunch instead. And the afternoon slipped on by. I decided to go ahead and get my exercises done, but I also had a calendar item. Back in October when my brother was visiting, we cleaned my kitchen. He recommended that I wipe down the cabinet tops in three months and that was today. I also had a calendar item from October to wash the walls inside my house. That item has been repeating every day for me since then. I just haven’t been motivated to wash the walls.
I used the fact that this week’s workouts are really hard to avoid doing the workout by washing my walls and cleaning the tops of my kitchen cabinets. Of course, after I finished washing the walls, I still had the exercises to do. It took me a little bit of mental effort and time, but I did get my exercises done. My Move U streak of 134 days is intact. I’m trying for a year. I thought I’d easily reach a year when I first started it. I did manage to continue the practice through Ambrose’s death, but it broke during my mental breakdown afterwards.
I had the last of my salmon for dinner tonight. I’ll have to cook some more fish soon. But I might do beef next. I’ve got a blood donation scheduled in a couple of weeks, so I probably need to increase my iron intake.
I’m a bit anxious about my mediation tomorrow. And nervous about seeing colleagues in person for the first time since my husband passed. I’m trying to stay calm, but I’m also letting my emotional waves flow as hard as they need to. I’ll need to hold myself in a bit for the next couple days, so I’m pre-releasing. I walked around my house in bare feet as the sun was setting. Felt good to touch my feet to the earth.