Sleep: 8.25 hours in bed, 930p-545a, 80% quality. No, more like 60%; wide awake 115-230a, got up for bathroom, water, honey, still took ages to fall back. Too big of a supper.
Healthy Movement: Right inner shin still/more tight. Lovely session, though my weight gain is showing in my pulls & dips, getting frustrated.
Did some math today (or rather, Excel did) and to hit my 2013 goals, I would have to do the following:
-burn 37 calories per day
-do 13 pull-ups per day
-run 3.2 miles per dayFirst two: easy peasy, gonna smoke those. Last one...possible, but barely. That's 22 miles/week, which is nothing for someone who only runs, but a bit more challenging for me. I'd have to hit another 237 miles this year, and I've got 249 on my plan...not much cushion, especially when my plan is more of a guideline than a "must do." Or, at least, it has been. I may need to change my mindset.
Fun & Play: PTO tomorrow! Good progress on the giant work project. Session! Even more progress on the imposing work project. Rain meant the hubs was home.
Personal Growth: This morning I scanned my bookshelf for items to donate at work...I was finally able to part with the Spanish for Dummies book, as I looked at it and realized it's been a LONG time since I've seriously thought about relearning Spanish. And unlike my usual state, that did not make me feel like a failure. I can confidently say this is already a result of my mentoring work. Already able to focus more clearly on the things that are important to me and let the distractions fall away.
I had a nice compliment from Dustin: "Mike asked me if I had help from Sabrina on this spreadsheet that I made by myself. I took that as the best possible compliment on my spreadsheet skills!" I was riding high! This revealed another little clarification for me: I ADORE being known as an Excel guru, and I also ADORE sharing my skills and nuturing young grasshoppahs to expand their knowledge in the areas I feel some expertise.
Temperance: As I walked behind my mentor in the hall today, and did my usual belly-check in the window reflection, I realized I would be completely embarrassed to admit to him how much my appearance matters to me. Because it's dumb. It's a complete waste of my TAGS (talents, abilities, gifts, skills - props to yesterday's speaker!) and my [limited] energy. It's just plain dumb. If I'm nicely presented, not a total slob, that's all anyone will notice. Move on.
I was mentioning to Dustin that the weight gain is only making me upset due to its impact on my pull-ups and tight clothes, and he said, "I know you recognize it's big progress, but I also know you don't recognize just how far you've truly come for you to be able to say that. I'd say it's a PR. Once upon a time, for a long time, you measured your self-worth by that." God fucking damn, did I ever. And it's still very close to the surface, but I'm now truly aware that it's completely fucked-up thinking, and I'm doing my best to drown it permanently.
Grateful: For Lisa. Today is her 8-year anniversary, and I can't fathom enjoying TS half as much without her!