Day 625: Regular Work Days Dammit

All right! Exercise and food logging. A tetch of bad sleep last night, but what can y’do: I got up early, exercised, packed my lunch, and get this — I’m’a try to nap BEFORE WORK. Weird, I know. But I’ve worked out and packed lunch and logged food, so I’m good to go for the day.

And after an 11-hour day at work yesterday, I am DAMN SKIPPY leaving on time today. Self-care, baby! I’ve put two crazy weeks in, and I need some normalcy if I’m not going to completely fry myself.

Day 623: Up Early on a Sunday

Knocking out some correspondence and a bit of work stuff before heading back to bed. We did a flurry of housekeeping and project-based stuff yesterday, which clears today for a mix of chores and relaxing.

Folks, it has been bad for food and exercise for the last 10 days or so. I know I was hoping for September to be a bit of a fresh start, but hoo Mama, when work kicked in, exercise went right out the window. That’s understandable. I’m pretty stoked about my new lease on work-life, and have been happy to slack off in some areas to focus on others.

I’m now feeling kind of like a sea lion caught on the beach, though, so with the start of a new week it’s probably time to start restoring that balance.

No exercise today — Sunday — but back on it tomorrow.


Day 622: Busy Saturday!

My wife and I slept late — so late to the show, and late to do Jerkpod!

I’m still feeling very un-Jerkpoddy this week. Show, volunteer work, home, nap and now housework, then job-work a bit this evening… it’s a busy life right now, so this is kind of the lowest priority (as evidenced by the fact that I’m doing it at 2 p.m.).



Day 621: Busy days, short posts

Again a short Jerkpod, and heading into work early after catching up on laundry, which we’re also behind on. Not much to report! It’s a big crunch time on a number of levels — even in typing this I got three emails, two work and one volunteer — so I’m dialling this back to preserve some sanity while I work through some of the other stuff.

Day 616: Drinking is still NOT FOR ME

I had some pretty big professional news the other day; I can’t get into details other than to say it’ll make a big impact on my job and how I do it, and I feel in a way that helps me learn and grow more in my role.

So good news, on the whole.

I was feeling pretty great about that! My wife and I had bought materials to make Damson gin as Christmas presents, I was feeling fine, and thought “why not? Why not have some gin? It’s been 615 days, and maybe my biology has reset itself.

My biology has not reset itself.

It wasn’t a disaster; I didn’t get hammered, I’m not on a bender, I’m doing fine. But boy howdy, the craving for more was there in spades. I had a second small glass and then I absolutely had to call it quits, because I didn’t want to call it quits.

As far as booze goes, I’ve learned something valuable: I’m pretty much where I was at the beginning. I’ve got a strong “no” and a fantastic “yes,” but I’m not genetically gifted with moderation.

It’s no booze for me. Lesson learned and logged. Probably the last time I’ll need to learn that lesson, because if 600-plus days doesn’t reset me, I doubt a thousand, or two thousand, days would make a difference.