Sunday, February 10, 2013
...where did you go? I have little to no motivation to do anything today. I grabbed cereal for breakfast because I was too zombie-fied to make anything decent. I felt so sleepy I didn't even feel like brewing up some coffee. Managed to get in a full 30 minute program pushing myself to hold it at 12 mph on the bike but, felt like I could fall off and fall back asleep. Changed the sheets, cleaned the rabbit cage, vacuumed, washed the dishes, made sandwiches for lunch. All this while yawning every few minutes. I went to sleep at an okay time last night but slept in about an hour this morning. More sleep should be a good thing but, I feel like butt. I could probably blame this case of the lazies on account of it being about 1 week pre-TOM (assuming the Clomid didn't work).
I had a neighbor ask me to let her know when I decide to start walking again this year because she'd love to join everyday weather permitting. As thrilled as I am at the idea of having a buddy to walk with she recently had back surgery, has stints in her arteries, is about 75 lbs overweight, smokes and is in general very out of shape. So, I'm weighing out the pro's and con's. I do want to help another person whom without company may never have the motivation. So it's have a daily walking buddy using my fitness time moving at a very slow pace or go alone and run . I hate to think of it so selfishly but, by the end of fall last year I was up to running a half-mile without a break. I was aiming for increasing that. I have to give this some major thought. While I need a female friend, the closer spring gets the less time I have to myself. Running or jogging is my me time all alone in my head with some good tunes...it's like therapy. Without me time I start having those unbalanced housewife thoughts...the kind where Pistol Annie's "Housewife's Prayer" makes you laugh because you feel about like that or like you may need medicated to keep from going insane.
Well, if I sit still much longer I'll fall asleep. Guess I'll go check the mail and hope I don't blow away. All my clothes are so baggy anymore I might take flight.