It's been a stressful week. I feel like I've done nothing but stress and sleep for two days. Why? School starts today, and there's so much last minute crap that it's not even funny.
I'm starting a new school, first and foremost, so I'm not familiar with how things usually work at this school. As a result, when I checked the textbook lists after I registered I was surprised that only two of the classes had textbooks posted. So I ordered them, and figured that the others (which were basically lit classes) would give a hand-out or something at the beginning of the semester telling me what books I needed to buy.
It all started to unravel on Monday afternoon, after I finalized my work schedule for the semester and sent it to my boss. A few hours later, I got an email saying that I had gotten into a class I had been waitlisted for. This was unexpected, because I had been something like #47 of 50-something but... it was a class I had really wanted to take. But it totally mucked with my schedule and wouldn't you know it... the class that I was dropped from to be added to the waitlisted one was one of the two I had bought textbooks for. (Sigh.)
Ok, so all was not lost. I needed to check my textbook list again so I could get the book for this new class. (You can probably tell where I'm going with this.) So, it turns out that at SOME point in the last few weeks the rest of my classes posted all their books. So I was suddenly overloaded with about 20 things I needed to buy and no clue what order I would need them in.
After totally rearranging my work schedule to accommodate my class schedule, I pretty much gave up on the books. As much as it pains me, I'm not going to have a textbook on the first (or probably even the second) day of class. I hate being unprepared, but I feel like the college set me up for failure and that is... both stressful and disappointing. It's hard to believe that the community college is more organized about registration & books than the four-year.
So, yeah. Between school stress and work stress (which I'm SO not going to get into) I have been having a really rough week. I have been doing OK nutritionally, staying within my calorie range, but am consuming way too much fat. So I need to rein that in. Also, exercise has been a real struggle. I skipped Monday, despite knowing how much exercise helps with stress. I went last night, though, and did my Week 2 Day 1 for the Couch to 5K program, but after that 30 mins I was just... done. I couldn't bring myself to walk another 10 (I like to do 40 mins of cardio per day) or do strength training, which I was due for. But hey.. I totally did six 1 minute 30 second running intervals rather than 1 minute ones. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to do that. But I did it.
I am probably not going to go to the gym tonight. I have an exceptional amount of walking to do today, to and from school and around campus so... I think I'm going to turn on my pedometer and just track that as my exercise today. I'm already tired, just thinking about everything I have to do today. Right now just living my life feels exhausting, and I'm both frustrated and happy that I have no weigh-in this week. There's no pressure, I just... have to make it through. Stay the course. But at the same time I want to know how I'm doing. Only I don't want to know. Because I'm pretty sure it would not be good.
And now, a funny. Because I could use a laugh.