1.19.2009

A new me - week 3

Well, it has been another rough week. I had to admit to my boss that I had taken on too much work over the course of the last 6 months and I needed to give something up. My I can handle it attitude caught up with me in a one on one when I finally said please stop! Top it off with a pissed off client and a new hire who just isn't getting it and work was stressful.

Home was stressful. Payton had the flu, Joe and I got into a big argument, I thought I was pregnant. I was so busy at work the house wasn't getting picked up and messes stress me out. Home sucked this past week, work sucked too.

I am an emotional eater. Stress and bad feelings make me want to get out the ice cream and hot fudge. Sometimes, bad feelings make we want to get a spoon and hot fudge, screw the ice cream.

Of course, because I was so busy at night being super analyst/trainer/account manager I didn't have time to work out. I didn't even set foot into the weight room and the yoga ball started to collect dust. So what does all of this whining mean? It means I didn't loose a smidge of weight. Thankfully, I didn't gain a smidge of weight either.

It has become pretty obvious to me that I need to get my bed lovin' ass in the basement in the morning and get a run in before work. Here in lies the problem. I am not the get up and run 6 miles type. I am the hit snooze so many times I only have 20 minutes to get ready for work type. Lets review what my mornings currently look like:

Midnight - 1am: Crawl into bed after working since 8pm
5.45am: Mumble fuck is that mine as I search for the snooze button
5.55am: Mumble what the hell, is that mine again? snooze button
6.00: Joe bounds out of bed with the dog and goes for a walk
6.05: Lay in bed listening to the alarm go off, staring at the dark ceiling cursing the morning
6.10: Realize that I only have 20 more minutes until I have to leave for work
6.12: Try to find the motivation to crawl out of my flannel sheet, electric blanket set to 4, down comforter cacoon and into my 58 degree house.
6.13 - 6.25: Shower really fast, pull hair into pony tail, brush teeth. moisturize? nope, no time.
6.30: Throw lunch into bag and run out the door

You see, I would have to get up at 5.30 if I want to get in a morning workout and that means a measly 4 and a half hours of sleep. How the hell can I function on that? I can't. I just do not know what to do. But I need to figure it soon because I have to be a swim suit Friday and again during spring break. I know there isn't much I can do for this Friday but spring break is doable. I just need to figure out how.

2 comments:

Meredith and Phil said...

Where are you going for Spring Break- Florida???

Stacie said...

The Wilderness in the Dells. We got a $220 room for $99 a night. We are going with Amy and Kendall. I'm working on FL. I have to see what my bonus looks like.