I had to work Family Day yesterday, which was horrible (for all you non-Ontario people, it’s this fake holiday our provincial politicians invented to get re-elected. It means a day off in February, so no one is complaining). It was so busy at work and I had to go in early as I was part of the skeleton staff that mans the place when the holidays between the USA and Canada don’t line up. Because I went in early, I waited until I got home to go for my walk.
I think I’ve become one of those exercise addicts. And it’s freaking me out.
All day long I felt draggy and tired. I had no energy and I was so blah. Blah, blah, blah. At one point, I almost fell asleep at my desk and I couldn’t figure out why.
Then I remembered that I didn’t get my walk in and I’m pretty sure that’s why I felt crappy. See, normally I do it first thing in the morning. I roll out of bed, into my sweats and head down to my basement to walk. I never realized that this exercise was making me….FEEL GOOD?! That’s so disturbing. Soon I’ll be one of those people who use the word “endorphins” in a sentence and then I’ll have to move to India and get into yoga.
God, not yoga. Anything but yoga.
In other news, I lost 1.8 lbs this week. That brings my grand total up to 33 lbs, which is so awesome. I think my weight loss has stabilized to 1-2 lbs per week, which is safer and better for you but not as fun. It’s great to lose 4-5 lbs in one week. It makes everything shinier.
As long as the numbers are going down and I’m feeling better, it’s all good.