It was a low day.
Tyler left for a weekend in Arizona without his phone so I can't call and check up on him.
Tomorrow is my six-month oncology appointment.
I have to be stage manager for the play this weekend without the usual crew.
Barb is out of town so I had to drive myself to work today and therefore, was late.
I cut my finger pretty bad at lunch trying to open a can of beets.
My knee hurt worse than usual.
I felt like I fucked up something at work because of my difficulty knowing where my job stops.
Just kind of blah.......
So blah that I didn't walk around the school's track like I had been doing. I didn't walk around the bus loop like I had been planning. I tried to get my 10,000 steps in by slowly meandering around the cafeteria at lunch pushing the trash cart up to groups of twelve and thirteen year olds and saying "trash?"
I mean, give me a break. Do you know how slowly one walks when one is doing lunchroom duty?
By 3:30, I had only walked 5,200 steps. I rationalized by reminding myself that what I had committed to was FIVE days per week of walking 10,000 steps per day. Now, when I made that commitment, I was assuming that the days I wouldn't walk that much would be Saturdays and Sundays.
But, today at 3:30, I told myself that it was OK to not meet my goal because I could walk 10,000 on Saturday. And I felt resigned to that plan, totally ignoring the twinges of disappointment in myself.
I went to Happy Hour with friends from work and had two beers. I'm OK about that; and I'm OK about the cereal bowl full of salsa that I ate with a spoon.
What I'm not OK with is the basket of tortilla chips that I ate, WITHOUT SALSA, after I finished my bowl of salsa.
It made no sense. I made no sense. It was like eating a bowl of ketchup and then eating dry french fries. Even I wouldn't do that!
Eating the chips after eating the salsa was pure-dee mindless eating. (Can something be mindless if you're aware of it? Hmmm.)
Then I met Donna for her birthday dinner. There I made good choices except for the fact that I WAS STILL POPPING DRY TORTILLA CHIPS WITHOUT SALSA INTO MY MOUTH!
You would have thought that I LIKED them! But I don't! To me, tortilla chips are worthless except as a medium to get the salsa to your mouth if you don't have a spoon!
On the way home, my disappointment in myself was simmering. So.......
.... this is where my spontaneous nature is an asset.....
...... I stopped at the park at 8:30 PM, got out of the car, and started walking around the track while listening to Jethro Tull's Aqualung as loud as my little iphone speakers could handle.
I don't even know how many times I walked around the track. When I got cold and went back to the car, I had gotten up to 9,338 steps for the day.
I came home determined to get up my goal of 10,000. Because I now have a blister on the ball of my left foot, I walked the last 662 steps on the rug around my dinner table.
That's right. In a circle.
I even made a video to prove it.
Now I can go to bed with a smile on my face and a feeling of pride because my pedometer says that I walked 10,232 steps today.
One more day where those evil villains Apathy and his twin, Who Gives A Shit, are thwarted in their attempt to rule my head!
TENACITY KICKED THEIR BUTTS!!!!!!!
One of the good guys......