So, I started a new gig this week, which means that I will be working what I will respectfully refer to as an “advanced schedule” for the foreseeable future. Please read that as about 62 hours a week.
Yeah, nearly two years of unemployment will crush your finances but good.
I did the barista thing the last two nights after working at the new gig all day. It wasn’t terrible, but man, I’m shot by the end of it. I don’t know how I thought I could work till 11 on a weeknight and still be coherent enough to do, well, much of anything the next day. To be clear, I work till 10, not 11. Thank goodness.
There’s certainly no exercise time on those days. I mean, I barely have time to shower, eat and change before I’m bang out the door again.
Night shift is a different animal, and it’s one I will have to get used to. I was a smooth part of the machine in the morning, but the rhythm of the night* is something I need to adapt to.
So, I am going to begin my weigh-in procedures next Wednesday, June 1. Fitting, really. I started this blog June 9 2008, so for the Almost Fourth Anniversary I am starting anew. I missed the Sporty stage at 40. I just fell hard off the wagon. Now it’s time to stand up again and get moving.
Come along again with me, won’t you?
I’ve been re-reading my early posts and using them for motivation. Ah, young, impressionable 37 year old me. Nevertheless, it’s helpful. I can see mistakes and I can try to avoid them again.
Why not go back and start at the beginning with me?
* With apologies to El DeBarge
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