this is not. But I know how it feels to visit someone’s blog and have NOTHING new to read.
So, it’s Wednesday here. I had personal training scheduled this morning, but with a substitute trainer because Javier is taking an intensive chemistry class for the next three weeks. Unfortunately, in addition to Javier not being available, the sub called and cancelled 30 min before my session. I’m thinking it is possible that I was too understanding. I know how easy it is to say we’ve “been up all night” even if it isn’t the case, not that he wasn’t up all night. I don’t actually know whether he was or not. But he also forgot about the session, according to him. So, was he up all night because that was a more acceptable thing than oh gee I forgot? Or was he up all night and so he forgot? We’ll never know, but inquiring minds WANT to know. Good thing I don’t have an inquiring mind.
Let’s see if I can carve out 90 — X that — 60 — X that — 30 — X that — 15 minutes today (think Kaizen) to lift some weights. Usually I work out with weights for an hour, then do cardio for 25 minutes. And the driving takes about another 40 minutes. So I manage to set aside 2 hours twice a week to go to a trainer. Let’s see what I can accomplish on my own at home today!
Will let you know1
So, first of all, I got way too hungry because I just HAD to go to Tarjhay TONIGHT to get Kepler a potty chair. I have no idea how to potty train this child, but I decided without a little chair, it for sure would not happen. When I got home, all my plans to have a baked potato with some cottage cheese just disappeared when I spied the ziploc bag of leftover pizza on the counter. Two pieces later, I was already being tempted by the chocolate chip cookies. I forgot to ask myself, “What is one small thing I can do to take care of my health this dinner?” and asked something more along the lines of “How the *&%$& am I going to manage not to eat that whole $#@$%@# bag of cookies?” I guess it was a form of kaizen because I ate one half of one cookie and actually stopped.
Then, in the basement, my favorite clutter pit, I felt that familiar overwhelmed feeling and remembered! “What is one small thing I could do to improve the condition of the basement?” The answer was to deal with the six boxes over there. After I successfully completed that major step, I had even more energy left so could ask the question again. I ended up working for about 45 minutes and came upstairs with less clutter and a calm spirit, plus some sneezes from the dust.