I quit my day job just before the wedding, I figured that was a good time to start over. I was unhappy at my job, undervalued, and well, I'm capable of a hell of a lot more than I was doing there.
So it's been two weeks since I've been "working from home."
A lot comes along with that...
It kind of zaps all of the "not enough time" "not enough energy" excuses.
A guilt that has driven me to make the bed and do the dishes every day.
A guilt that has just today gotten me to move my 20lb heavier self than when I met the Mr.
Wives make beds and do dishes right?
Or maybe it's the haunting thought of women who "let themselves go" once they are married. O.M.G. is that me? Have i let myself go? Probably.
So I did it, I drove myself to Runyon Canyon at about 10:30 this morning -- [full disclosure: after having a deliciously baked cupcake for breakfast] -- and I spent an hour hiking. Not a minute of it was easy. I'm quite impressed.
I'm exhausted, and certain I burned like 5,000,0000 calories. I wish, I hope. Well maybe. I gave it my all, I was eating an apple while hiking, slobbering and making grunting noises. It was for real. I guess it's time to have some avocado (and not a cupcake, not a cupcake -- tear) and black beans or something for protein since i'm not much of a carnivore. Anyway, thats day 1 for me. So far. Thinking of picking up the kettle balls (bells? or am I thinking of Cow Bell, or is it kettle balls?) and getting rid of these "love handles" -- who LOVES those handles? Really?