Today is Friday, and I can’t remember the last time I was so excited for this day. The weekend has so much more meaning now.
I am on the last day of the first traditional, 8am to 5pm, 40-hour work week that I have had in who knows how long. I have been blessed for years to have an incredibly flexible work schedule and it is a huge adjustment to not have that luxury. I have so little personal time to do all the things that I want to do and so to maximize my time I have been waking up between 4:30 and 5:30am to workout, eat breakfast and get ready for work. I never thought I would make those unspeakable early morning hours a regular part of my life, but they now are and will be for a long time. Getting up so early means going to bed by 9:30 or 10pm, so that’s weird also, considering my history of 1am bedtimes.
One would think that waking up early to work out would make me more tired (the double whammy of less sleep and vigorous exercise), but the opposite is true. Pulling myself out of bed never fails to be hard, but once I am up I feel quite energetic (only to go sit at a desk all day…). In fact, this morning, I decided to sleep in till 7am (I catch my bus at 7:34) because it’s Friday and I know I will be up late tonight. I was hoping I would feel more rested by an extra hour and a half of sleep, but instead I felt far more groggy on my ride to work. So the getting up early and the exercise certainly are worth it (and I have lost 2 lbs.)
Marriage is pretty great. I seriously couldn’t have asked for a better husband. Luke and I work so well together in every area from decision making to cleaning the house. He is wonderful and my perfect match. The upside/downside of marriage is that, loving to cook, I have been taking advantage of having an eager recipient of my food and concocting all sorts of delicious (and usually fattening) meals. And it was starting to show up around the hips. So, this week has been full of salads, wraps and other less-fattening foods. Except last night we had pizza and Dr. Pepper…so… (but the pizza was homemade with whole wheat crust, so that’s better than Dominoes).
In other news, Congress decided that Pizza is a vegetable. Because of the tomato paste. Tomatoes are technically a fruit, but that’s beside the point.
