June 6, 2005

Blue Bunny

Okay, the new "Blue Bunny" ad is worth it just for the phrase, "Scared the livin' peanuts outta me."

Just thought I'd say that.

Well today was pretty nice. The weather was fabulous of the warm and sultry variety - definitely summer, not spring. I think the meteorologists said it was the seventh nice-Monday-following-a-rainy-weekend in a row.

Today was the first challenge to my vow that "June is F* It Month" at my current employer. I pretty-much sacrificed May upon the altar of keeping my job. I worked an overnight, I put in extra hours almost every week, and I didn't get much done in the way of exercise or even my writing.

So as of June First I decided, "F* it." There is no way I'm doing that again in June. So I decided that I'm going to blog every day, and also work out every day, and I'm not going to let anything get in the way of that. Of course, it helps that I finished up both of the huge, earth-shattering projects that I was working on last Thursday...

Well, last night I went to sleep at a decent hour, but after dozing off for about 20 minutes my wife woke me up reading in bed. This is always a disaster for me: the edge taken off my sleepiness, I frequently have a hard time falling asleep. Additionally I was anxious because I've been looking for other work, and having very little success - something that I'm not accustomed to experiencing. I'm looking for particularly challenging work, but still I need more practice in patience.

So as my spouse boarded the barque for Lethe, I tossed and turned waiting for my own ticket to be punched.

After half an hour I got up and came down to the office to work. I got some stuff done, and went to bed again in another hour. No luck, so another round of work later I tried again.

Finally at 3:00 a.m. I fell asleep.

So instead of getting up at 6:00 and hitting the gym, I woke up at 8:00.

Now, last month I not only wouldn't have gone to the gym, but I wouldn't have gotten my work done. It would have been a disaster. But today I said "F* it!" and went to the gym anyway. And THEN I ran my errands. And THEN I went into work.

Nobody noticed.

I can't make a habit of it, but it worked out today, and so I got to the gym instead of missing it.

And since my limbs un-rusted themselves on Sunday, I was able to actually do a pretty good job on the weights.

So six days down, 24 to go. But so far, so good...

Posted by Albatross at June 6, 2005 10:35 PM