Today is a Rest Day according to my rotation calendar. Rest my ass. I shoveled about five inches of snow piled in the driveway. I walked 1.72 miles shoveling last night. This morning, I woke up around 0500, looked out the window and thought it did not look too bad, so I laid back down for another hour. I woke up at 0600, looked out the window and had a panic attack! There was at least another three to four inches on the ground! I flew out the door and shoveled half the driveway this time. (No time for the whole thing since I had to be to the dentist for 0800 and I wanted to leave early to give myself the extra time since the roads are shitty.) Half the drive turned out to be 1.01 miles.
I get home from the dentist (lucky me got to have a crown put on) and shoveled a path from my back door to the gate (so I can go let my neighbor’s dogs out later on) and then the whole driveway . . . AGAIN. I logged another 1.82 miles and cleared another five damn inches of Lake Effect snow. I am thankful it is the powdery, fluffy, you-can-blow-it-away-with-a-wave-of-your-hand type snow. I’m not complaining, though. Really. It is the price to pay for living near Lake Michigan.
Since the mouth is still quite numb, I really haven’t felt like eating. I did have my IdealShape chocolate shake, so I have had something. It’s Ash Wednesday. No meat. Not that I am much of a meat eater anyway. I was thinking about taking out one of the frozen Turkey Chilis and having that. However, that requires energy. At this very moment, I’m running on fumes.
I logged 3 Hours and 2 Minutes of sleep. Even though I knew I had to wake up early, I still did not fall asleep until after 0230. I probably won’t get much sleep until this weekend. Eight hours would be super awesome, but I will settle for at least six! I can only change one thing at a time, though, if I wish to be successful.
Baby Steps . . . Baby Steps!