Sunday, March 16, 2014

A post in which I don't whine

I haven't written in 2 weeks because I'm adhering to the "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all" concept. I'm still in a funk. However, in an attempt to not be in a negative mindset all the time, here are some actual plus sides to all this not running/eating all the things/gaining weight I've been doing lately.

- More time: I'm currently working 5 or 6 days a week, 12+ hours a day (it's the most wonderful time of the year at my workplace). If I wanted to run, I would be hard pressed to find time to do it most days. My days consist of work, dinner, prepping for the next day, and sleeping. Running for an hour each day would mean I had zero quality time with Nick and Kiwi. Boo. No running = more time with my family. 

- Less laundry, and better smelling laundry: I don't have 6 workout outfits to wash each week. This means my load total was reduced from 4 (clothes) loads to 3. That's a 25% reduction, and I like it. Also, I don't have to worry about whether my shorts dried out before they got tossed in with other clothes and made the other clothing reek of sweat.

- Open schedule: This goes along with having more time. I used to fret about when I would get my workout in. Even on a weekend, my stupid anxiety would kick in as I did complicated calculations about how long it would take me to get dressed, run, and shower, and how to fit that into my day. That's just stupid. Not that there isn't a time and place for prioritizing working out, particularly when I had a time goal in mind, but when I was just running for fun? Shouldn't have been that stressed about it. Now, I wake up, and the day is mine (aside from that 12 hours of work thing...)

- Not suddenly being I'msohungryIcoulddie: When I was restricting my calories and exercising, I would go very quickly from comfortable, maybe a little hungry to full on starving. I was almost always a little hungry, and usually once or twice a day I'd suddenly dip into the danger zone and get lightheaded and incredibly cranky. It was so bad, my coworkers would comment about making sure I got a chance to eat if it had been too long. Since I'm eating more, and more frequently, that has been happening less. It's pleasant.

- More energy: this one is a mixed bag, sort of. In the mornings, when I climbed the 2 flights of stairs to my desk, I often felt fatigued. I always thought that was a good thing because it meant my workouts were effective. Now, I realize I don't need to feel fatigued. On the other hand, I'm getting ridiculously out of shape and climbing those stairs makes me out of breath. Ugh. At least my legs aren't tired.

That's all I've got. And now for the cutest dog ever:

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