Work is hard work!
Friday, May 22, 2015
Last night we had a scrub-n-recoat at work, which means the closing crew has to remove anything on the floor that isn't screwed down. If it's on wheels, it goes. If it can be removed by pallet jack, it goes. All chairs, tables, basket racks, rolling bins, cardboard displays, fatigue mats... all taken to the stockroom. The next morning, after the wax has set, the morning crew gets to put everything back onto the floor. That's where I came in. First hour and a half of my day was spent hauling everything back out onto the floor. I pushed, I pulled, I lifted and squatted, and got over half my 6000 steps in that time. It was over an hour of consistent movement. It wasn't a workout, but when I was done putting my store back together it sure felt like I'd done one.
Today was day one of our weekend Memorial sale, and we went hardcore from the moment we opened the doors. Constant movement for the next six hours, running back and forth between stations, sweating like mad, keeping my cool when it was hundreds of them versus four of us... I checked my SAT around 11 and was surprised to see it completely alight. "Huh? Six g's already? WHAT?"
But it didn't get awesomely hilarious until I got home. After Jonathan and I set up the new modem/wifi (the one we applied for LAST YEAR... long story) I logged into SparkPeople and... OVER TEN THOUSAND? HOLY COW! *lol* AND it logged my early morning store restore as a workout. Apparently I burned almost a thousand calories today, and that's just from the walking! That didn't count the pushing and pulling and squatting and lifting and all the other constant motion.
It always cracks me up when new hires get a month in and exclaim over how they had to buy a belt or new pants because the ones they had previously are way too large now. "But I haven't changed my diet!" they exclaim. "What happened?" We worked you to an inch of your life is what happened. People don't realize how much physical work comes along with our jobs. we don't just stand behind a counter and smile; we are in constant, swift, urgent movement. Our store is excruciatingly dry, so you up your water intake without realizing it. You only get a half hour for lunch (or sometimes just a 15 minute break) so you don't have a lot of time to eat; most of us bring something small and quick just to tide us over so we don't swoon by the end of our shift.
It still makes me laugh to remember how Sabrina had to zip-tie her back beltloops together to keep her pants up. :)
Anywho, two weeks down on this work contest. I haven't weighed myself yet. I save it for once a week, preferably on my day off. I'm feeling hopeful. Several contestants have expressed the desire to extend it out a couple more months, as 4 weeks is really no time at all to see good results. I agree. Gives me a little more time to blow everyone else out of the water and win the pot. *lol*