How life tried to derail me and failed.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
I should probably be in bed. This is my way of derailing myself.
Last week one of my neighbors died. Well, actually two weeks ago. We called the police to do a welfare check last week and discovered he was deceased. Somehow, I ended up with the care of his three dogs, two of which are old and need some special care that they weren't getting. Trying to get them into rescue seemed an impossible task, but they're scheduled to be picked up on Monday.
I spent the better part of a couple of days trying to groom their poodle fur and not getting enough sleep. Another neighbor came to wake the family about a noise complaint (long story) against another neighbor. At two AM, one night. Sunday was a road trip to see the in-law. Monday I worked out but got called into work.
Sore muscles today made me think I shouldn't work out two days in a row. Food last week... not so hot. But not so terrible, either. I haven't gained anything back.
I bought a "perfect pull up" bar for my husband and have been doing rows with it, this evening. Tomorrow, I intend to wake up early and do the next workout in The Firm series. Day 1 of week 4. Two days late, but I'm okay with that. So long as I finish, I think it counts toward my goal of doing the entire Firm series. Although I had planned to do it on their schedule, I think I'm okay with being off a couple of days. Which means I've earned the right to order the Fitbit Aria scale. I think.
Part of me thinks I failed and shouldn't buy the scale just now. Like I should have to do more to get it, now.
I can't decide....