Where’s the pod?

Today is Saturday.  I got up early, had an awesome, healthy breakfast with a dear friend.  She is an employee of a national tax prep place, so she also does my taxes, at a greatly reduced rate, for which I’m extremely blessed. They were done and filed before 8:30 this morning. I owe a few hundred dollars, I thought it would be a lot worse, so I’m a bit relieved.

I spent the rest of the morning reading/napping/movie watching/grooming kitties. Low energy stuff because I didn’t sleep much last night.  I felt OK by about 3, so I got up, and for no reason other than I WANTED TO, walked for 45 minutes on my treadmill.  Who is this person and what did she do with the real Grania? I even messed with the incline and speed settings, instead of just a straight walk, BECAUSE I DIDN’T FEEL LIKE I WAS WORKING HARD ENOUGH!

I now know how long it takes to get 5000 steps on my bodybugg, which I did for the first time today all at once, instead of in brief walks during the day.  Also for the first time since I’ve started living well again, I have passed the 30 minute goal for exercise in one shot. My previous high was 25 minutes one day last week.  I feel good tonight, but my right hip is glad that I don’t do that kind of walking every day.  Little does it know what it’s got coming :)

Tomorrow’s plans are pretty standard. I’ve got a bag of wild rice that needs using and Roomie doesn’t particularly care for it, so I’ll make a casserole and pack lunches for the week.  Laundry, housework, and I’ve got to get my office straightened up before it drives me completely nutty. I’ve got a presentation to put together for work, and I’m launching another website, so that needs some work.  Maybe I’ll get to all of that, maybe not.  I’ll probably sneak in some more walking. I like the short workouts that I’ve been doing in the morning, but they don’t get the endorphins going like walking for 45 min does. It will help with the depression, and it burns a couple hundred calories, so I win both ways.

Tonight I’m going to relax, and read for a while.  Did I mention how much I’ve missed reading really good stories?  Mists of Avalon is getting better and better and I’m only 100 pages into it.

Namaste

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