Busy-busy-running-all-day type of day for me at the library.
No time for lunch (No, seriously. I had a 7 minute lunch hour. SEVEN MINUTES.), and I was feeling totally blah this evening...planned to skip the walk and just get into bed early.
And then karma intervened.
My friend and coworker Carrie and her baby girl Isabel stopped by, and invited me for a walk!
I love it when things like that happen. :-)
I wonder if I get extra points for pushing the stroller most of the way? ;-)
Echoing what Harmony said, I've already walked 101 minutes for our 90 minute goal this week, so I'm feeling pretty good!
I'm heading to the parentals for Memorial Day weekend, so I probably will be offline much of the time, but I hope to have a few walks to report when I return!
Have a GREAT long weekend, y'all!
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Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Falling off the wagon is tasty.
At work, Wednesday means only one thing.
Delicious. Evil. Donuts.
Now, you people are probably starting to think I'm donut obsessed. This is not the case. While I am fond of pastries, as a snack addict, I generally don't favor or discriminate against any category of sweets. Regardless, every Wednesday, without fail, there will be two doughy dozens of something.
I attempted to resist. I suggested perhaps next week's appointed food provider supply fruit salad. I was laughed at. That's just the kind of people we are here. The "we eat 2 dozen donuts every Wednesday and laugh in the face of fruit" kind. Monsters!
So what else was I supposed to do? I had to eat one of those donuts. I had to punish the donut for taunting me. I ate that little punk as consolation in the wake of my humiliating fruit-laugh ordeal. At least, that's the dramatic justification I've offered myself for so quicklydiving head first falling off the healthy eating bandwagon.
So while Lola and I managed to squeeze in all 3 walks yesterday even with the threat of rain, I've only got 10 minutes of walking under my belt for today.
My donut has created a deficit.
Tomorrow there is a potluck. I'm going to hide.
Delicious. Evil. Donuts.
Now, you people are probably starting to think I'm donut obsessed. This is not the case. While I am fond of pastries, as a snack addict, I generally don't favor or discriminate against any category of sweets. Regardless, every Wednesday, without fail, there will be two doughy dozens of something.
I attempted to resist. I suggested perhaps next week's appointed food provider supply fruit salad. I was laughed at. That's just the kind of people we are here. The "we eat 2 dozen donuts every Wednesday and laugh in the face of fruit" kind. Monsters!
So what else was I supposed to do? I had to eat one of those donuts. I had to punish the donut for taunting me. I ate that little punk as consolation in the wake of my humiliating fruit-laugh ordeal. At least, that's the dramatic justification I've offered myself for so quickly
So while Lola and I managed to squeeze in all 3 walks yesterday even with the threat of rain, I've only got 10 minutes of walking under my belt for today.
My donut has created a deficit.
Tomorrow there is a potluck. I'm going to hide.
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