A Journey

Life isn't about getting to a certain point.   I know people who tell themselves "as soon as I get to ___ this point, I'll be happy" or "As soon as I lose 25 lbs, I'll be happy".    It can't be about that.  Sure, I'm all about achievements and productivity.  For me, a good day is when I feel I've done something that was needing to get done.  But Life is really the journey, finding small things that give us purpose, or joy, or a good feeling along the way.

I've been working hard at making sure that life isn't all about work.  I make it a point to take a photo every day.  Even if I don't feel compelled to share it on social media, I make sure I've kept it in my "365photos" folder.  A photo that kind of sums up the day, what I saw, where I was, something that made me smile.  Yes, there are days when that one photo isn't taken.  But the next day, I focus on finding two things that make me smile.

Today, it's hot and humid, so no evening walk for me and Sadie.  During my lunch break, I slipped into the gym and got my workout done.  I started going back this week, missed Weds however, due to work issues and scheduling.  Tuesday was arms day, and I felt like I had noodles instead of arms when I was done!   Today, I had two goals:  a 15 minute mile on the elliptical machine (easier on the knees than the treadmill) and resistance training to work out the soreness in my arms.  I achieved my mile goal in 15:05.   Not bad for an old lady!  Then I did my arm exercises with weight machines again.  And yes, I'm sore.   lol  Aspirin at bedtime tonight!

I got a new FitBit tracker, the Charger HR, because it not only tracks my steps, but calories, heart rate and most important, my sleep pattern.  Just because I wonder if I'm getting enough sleep.  Here's the result for the first night.  It tracks me falling asleep at 8:32, and waking at 4:35am.  Yep, that's about right.  I climb into bed between 7 and 730, depending on what I feel like watching, and it doesn't take long for me to be out like a light.   But it shows that I was awake 5 times.  I remember getting up twice to let Sadie out -- and to pee, cuz yep, I'm an old lady.  Or I drink too much water too late in the evening.  But then it shows I was restless 18 times.  Hmm.  That's not so good, but I'm going to let it keep going, get an average over a week or two, and see if it evens out a little bit.  But according to my little wristband, I got 7 hours, 7 minutes of sleep.

Get out there and do something today!
I did!