Day by Day... Hour by Hour... Minute by Minute..

Day 223

Sore doesn't even begin to cover how I felt when I woke up this morning. Add a huge sinus headache on top of it and one can understand that it took me quite a while to find my "happy place." Even my "angry" Ipod playlist on my way to work didn't help... :)

It's no secret to my friends that work has been stressing me out lately. It's manisfested itself in some pretty stupid emotional eating too. But, we won't go there tonight. Today's stress was no different from any other. But, I did come to work with my head on reasonably straight (after a bottle of water, a Diet Coke, A Claritin and two Excedrin).

I had a meeting with a superior first thing that went about how I expected it would go, but not as I'd planned. Then, it was a team lunch to meet a new SVP of Sales. I had zero expectations and was pleasantly surprised. However, walking across the street to the restaurant in near one hundred degree heat was NO FUN! The walk back which is all up hill was no fun either. But, I was not winded at all once I reached the top. YAY ME! A year ago, I would not have been able to carry a conversation walking up that hill. I would have also been the last one to reach the top.

Tonight I had dinner with my lovely cousins Angela and Jennifer (and Jennifer's boyfriend Andy). It was a pleasant end to another stressful day. Now, it's time to burn some midnight oil in preparation for another full day tomorrow.

Sometimes I literally have to take this journey day by day, hour by hour and minute by minute. I falter. I fail. I achieve. I succeed. It's all relative. And, it's all part of the journey. I talked to my dad on the phone tonight. We really don't talk that much. In the course of conversation, he asked me how the weight loss was coming. I told him about my progress and challenges. Then, he said the sweetest thing "Hang in there. I know you can do it. You'll get there." I don't care how old you are, or what your relationship with your parents might be, those are the sweetest words a child can ever hear. I am re-invigorated as a result.

It also doesn't hurt that this time next week, I'll be setting up camp in Bristol awaiting the arrival of my peeps.

Tomorrow is Cardio Day. Wish me luck!

Cheers!
Margaret