As I said in Friday's haiku, I have really fallen off the no beer during the week train, it's continuing into this week and shows no sign of stopping. Considering all the crap I have been going through at work, I'm not that worried about it. On Friday the 25th I was sort of confronted at my job about my attitude and a red flag went up and I've been on edge ever since. I decided to stop taking Prozac because I need to solve the root of my problem and not just mask the symptoms. I was on my period and my heart just wasn't in taking care of myself in the right way. On top of that, I had a cough and was just not feeling 100%. I didn't walk very much until Saturday when the family went to the zoo. On Sunday I found a beautiful pair of new running shoes and felt motivated to get back on that horse.
These are the shoes. On Monday I walked in them for the first time and they were glorious. I did 2.57 miles in 39 minutes. Husband has always been a fan of Brooks and I'm totally going to cosign that. Nike's got nothing on these bad boys.
These new shoes are making walking so nice. I looked back and realized I'd gotten my last pair in March of 2012 so clearly I was overdue. On Monday night I realized I'd washed and dried my earbuds so hopefully they work when I try to use them today on my walk. I've decided that I'm going to take May off and really start the job search in June. I'd like to focus on getting centered and focused. I know my frame of mind has been in a bad place for a while now. At the end of April, I will be leaving the company my dad built. I will no longer walk past his office and see he is not here. My family-level devotion to work will no longer exist. I think the stress levels will plummet. If this isn't a sign to take care of me, I don't know what is. I'm not a religious person but I told Maria this morning "God has the plan, not me." That's not to say it's all in the hands of the Universe; I have a lot of work to do. It's just going to be much different this time around.