talkingmountain wrote:Buns, didn't know u were an Ogdenite. I lived there for abpot 8 months once for work and absolutely fell in love with the place.
I sure am. Ogden has a relaxed feel to it, without being a podunk nowhere town. I mean, there is a farmer's market, theater, ballet, outdoor stuff, lots of good outdoor entertainment that is free...Ogden is a really good town. How is it that you were here tm?
But the longer I keep up this schedule, the more I know I really do have to move either elsewhere in Ogden (cheaper, thus only needing the one job) or just come to SLC and find a place close by for less rent than I pay now...huh. I'm trusting God for it, for sure.
today has been okay. Coffee sounded real good this morning, but when I figured I'd put non-dairy creamer in it...with its little load of fat...I opted out. Instead I had some black chai tea, with a couple spoonfuls of sugar. That hit the spot.
Still hungry all the time, and thankful that I'm busy...stops me from opening the fridge and emptying it into my mouth! hahaha! It'll normalize after today, since I started today. Joy.
Breakfast was a nuked potato with ketchup and about a cup of Quinoa Salad with Lime Cilantro Dressing
Lunch was stir fry over rice
Dinner will be Cheezy Steel Cut Oats and a huge green salad.
eating a big salad a day. Eating it before the entree...not stepping on the scale until Friday morning.
trying to get out and walk, but honestly my work schedule is so wearing...I am working 57 hours per week, and have only one full day off (Friday)...although I do have Mon and Weds mornings off, which is wonderful, more than I can say. It's nice to wake up and leisurely get ready for my day, have time to do some housework or other domestic stuff like cooking a week's worth of meals or putter around in the garden BEFORE going to work.
BUT...the bottom line is, I am working a lot of hours, and getting to bed about an hour and a half later than my internal clock says "bedtime" so I feel tired a lot of the time...i hate to think what I would feel like if I were eating my normal "whole foods high fat omnivore" diet that I was eating three years ago...and most mornings I am not walking or doing any other kind of exercise.
When I do go walking, most mornings it's more of a stroll to get waked up and just breathe and appreciate the world, the sky, the trees, my body and my God. Not a workout, but a wake-up...sorta like my old Zen walks that I was in the habit of taking a few years ago. And even without strenuous exercise, I've got good energy, so I'm not sluggish or slacking...I'm up and down, finding things to do. Just not into the "Big Rush" cardio workouts right now.
I have a few walks that I like a lot. One takes me down a street with grand old ash trees along the walk. There are about ten of them, all lined up, with a bit of moss touching their trunks, and arching limbs overhead. The first time I saw this avenue the sun was just breaching the mountains and coloring the trees with gold. I burst into tears, it was so beautiful. It was like a cathedral. That walk has one nice steep hill in it, or I can go up a set of stairs. Either way, some cardio without it being prolonged. No "pain taste"
That one is "In the Cathedral"
Another walk I call "Thru the Graveyard" It has a long, gradual incline at the beginning and I can get my heart rate up nicely again without pushing too hard. Then downhill a bit to the cemetary, and up through the cemetary for a little bit more heart rate acceleration, and home. Both of these walks are about two miles.
I have a few that keep me on pretty much level ground that are about one mile, no hills of any sort. Lately if I do walk, I've been choosing those very mild strolls. "Morning Constitutional" But it's still good. I get to greet the morning. My neighbor with the adorable little ShihTzu is usually out by the time I get back around, and I stop and pet her and say hello.
Oh! One very cool thing...yesterday when I stepped out on the front porch, there was a hummingbird dining at a flowering shrub on the edge of the yard. As I stood there, he came to a hosta flower that was closer, and then to the mint patch with some flowers right at my knee. Now that I think about it, it seems like that little dude was coming over to say hi
He was clear on the edge of the yard, then he was a little bit closer, and then he was right near me, his glittering black eye glinting up at me. Sooo cool. I love birds.
and that's about it. I'm praying for solid good sleep tonight. At least, not waking up too early and able to fall asleep quick tonight. For some reason my body does excellently sleeping from 9:30-5:00, and not so much from 11:00-6:30. It's both 7.5 hours, but my diurnal rhythm is set for early morning, not late night.
C'est la vie...thank God for a VERY decent job with full bennies.