I’ve been meaning to blog all week, and I’m only now getting around to it (notice a trend?). It’s grey and ugly and depressing outside. Normally, this is my weather, but this week it’s just been making me tired and bummed.
I’m sitting here at my desk looking at the gorgeous roses Rob sent me for our anniversary (4 years last Sunday!!!). A stranger parked at the bottom of my parents’ driveway while we were getting dinner together. We thought it was a salesman or something, so we gleefully started plotting over who would deal with him. I was chasing my niece into another room when my mom called out and said, “It’s for you!” I thought I’d been elected to send the water heater salesman packing, but it was a delivery! A beautiful vase with four red roses (our tradition – one for each year)! I’m really spoiled!
I’m also sitting here wincing in pain from my many, many muscle aches. And I’m proud of them! I haven’t taken any painkillers yet because I EARNED this pain, dammit! I have been going to the gym for the last 10 days or so – not every day, obviously, but on days when I can’t get to the gym, I’ve been walking or doing other exercise at home. Right now, I am sore because I upped my weight on a few machines yesterday, and spent longer on the bike than I’ve been able to for a while, and I’m pretty happy with what I accomplished! I had a reasonable dinner last night – salmon with sauteed onions and zucchini – and so far I’m on day 16 of the Whole 30, and haven’t cheated once! (well, okay, I had to use evaporated milk in my curry one night because my can of coconut milk mysteriously vanished). Fourteen days to go, and I feel pretty good 🙂
Right now, though, I’d happily go for a nap…